TDE Roll Call

West coast tsunami come jump inside
Of a wave pool fresh out the county with
Beepers over their ankles
Bitches and bugs their earlobes
Flooded with bengals
38 slug passenger seat let it bang you
I was born the same year
You was rocking a kangol
20 years later my style favor a kangaroo
Jumping off the ground im
Tapping the star spangle
Banner with manners over ignorant lost angels
Cameras flash nappy hippy from every angle
Hammers will blast snap and hit
You from every angle
Like a porno no homo you wear rainbow
I'm with a bad chick that
Can suck on my mandingo
Your making publicity stunts to
Make your name blow
Im dropping c4 every month to
Make my name blow
Drive a hoopty every month like
It's a range rove
Get in on the passenger side
Because the door broke
Take you on a natural high
This is for sure dope
Watch you go be outside then
Give you more dope
Im gonna flood the streets outside
Go buy a raincoat
Open the door my tapes fall out your Durango
West coast till im gone and wearing a halo
Til then im ready for war lets play halo
Take down the fifth of Hennessy
And watch the day go
Bye like farewell can somebody just pray for
Me like holiest priest on gods payroll
Tabernacle to all the Church's
Chickens I ate on
Its KDot you motherfucker motherfucker mother
Blucka blucka bring a ruckus
Better duck em make you suffer
Quick suck a dick

Look, coming from gangbangers and palm trees
Eating on polly seed and bomb weed
In Wallabees, better yet
My Wallacees throwin' up the set while
I'm chillin in the summer breeze
You niggas really want the gun to squeeze
And im shootin from nutting
Backseat with the window down
Ready for ducking
I ain't riding shotgun unless I
Gotta shotgun fuck around
And pop one leave your fuckin' top done
Like the body shop on a mardi gras
Bad little bitch keep the gat
In the party bra
You know I'm ready to shoot you know
I recruit give me the loot
Like Big Poppa who shot ya noodle
Niggas over cheese make pasta
Top dawg sit at the table we all mobster
Never passed english and grammar still proper

My niggas we all gotcha

My niggas is all shottas
And niggas ain't nothing but
Bitches they all gossip
My words come hard like
A bishop in tranquilizer
And murder goes hand and hand like sanitizers
I been a problem shootout to Problem

My gun blow then I get low
Like a stripper my nigga no homo
Take a puff of the swisher then get dozed
I do this for my niggas who
Is locked up in the
Prisons that can't get out of
Them systems there's no hope
So my mentality gotta be cut throat
Everytime that I spit it I provoke
Jay Rock for president go vote
Put them in a state of
Shock like a million votes
I'd go big before I would go broke
I got bundles of snow so come snope
Big bottles of henny who wanna toast
Big bags of green who wanna smoke
Its on me im a do it for the coast
Rock city my city till I'm gone
I'm a make it I can feel it in my bones

Yeah, I came in with the
Same precision as Pablo
Your visions is at hoes, whips and diablos
City on my shoulder like a poncho
And I treat the booth like el baño
Get a whiff of that
And when it's show time i'll
Take you to the Cinemax
Los Angeles on the fitted cap
Committed like Richard Pryor
And getting stacks
Yo Punch they think that history
Is a joke read up
On how they brought Woodstock to
Watch for black folks california souls
You say the west ain't unified like the
LA school district you must've missed it
Riding around my old junior high high
Remaniscing I have the same goals now
But I never thought for a second I needed
Snoop and Dre to help me out
No debit give me all of the credit sOUL