[Intro: OG Big June]
(Nudism and violent content, parental discretion is advised)
It's the remix, nigga
Givin’ it to you niggas (Skyline Piru)
J-Bizz on the beat
Big June from Skyline Piru
We got redruM from Avenue Piru
Big Bandanna from Fruit Town Piru (Piru, Piru, Piru, Piru)
We got Unda Dawg, from Hawthorne Piru
It's the remix, nigga
Givin' it to you niggas
What?
It’s the remix, nigga
Uh-huh, yeah
I'm finna make it real hard to eat around this mothafucka, that's what I am gon' do
It's yo' boy June
And now, hereeeee's... (Are you ready?)
[Verse 1: OG Big June]
June, June, uh, yeah, Skyline, P-Funk wit' it (P-Funk wit’ it)
Catch a brossy, and do the nigga like funk did it (Like funk did it)
Uh, up out the windows and the trunk wit’ it
I'mma bang that, aim that and lay down and pump niggas (Brah)
Yeah, we serious about the P
And I knock out any nigga I P krossin’ out the B (Krossin' out the B (Haha))
Man, I won't stop G'n
And I can’t stop being a Blood, they can't P it (They can't P it, uh)
Uh, and yeah, I'm still aktive
Out here shootin' at these niggas for practice (Brah, brah, brah, brah)
Put your ass right in a casket
Soon as you get to trippin' what we color the flag is (Skyline, yeah)
Little nigga, you get gone with that shit
I hit that ass with somethin' that make you do backflips (Mothafucka)
You're now in tune to a real one doin' this
Big June, eat a kicked? off some Piru'n shit (Big June from Skyline)
[Chorus x2: OG Big June]
What you little niggas out here doin', nigga?
Get yo' ass up and start Piru'n, nigga
You ain't a factor yet so stop what you doin', nigga
I been in the game, who you think brought you in, nigga
[Verse 2: OYG redruM781]
Campanella General, the Bizman
(redruM from Avenue Piru)
P, to the I-R-U (Piru, Piru, Piru, Piru)
Nevermind how you spell it, pronounce it Piru (Piru)
Homies hear a Dog whistle (suwoo) when in they fall through (Fall through)
I'm redruM OYG, and who is you? (Who is you?)
No clues left, fools lose their breath
With the UZI I crept, blood ooze in they steps
I'm a threat to your set, supersoaker leave you wet
Cherry red, Cherry everything, what you Ruspect
[Verse 3: Bandana da Ragg]
I give up the Ru like the Panthers do with the fist
A hog when I hog givin' gears fuckin' up my kicks
Big money shit, only fuck with gulley shit
Bickin' back bool, I'm only black watchin' my money flip
Been here, out the street is the black top
Hustle so cold, I sell a fiend a black rock
Reppin' the town, bitch, like I do the Red Sox
Pop boy, burn a nigga with these red dots (Bandanna from Fruit Town Piru)
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 4: Dawgie (Unda Dawg)]
(Unda Dawg, Hawthorne Piru)
Yeah, my niggas with the bands know WHY because they murk niggas (Hah)
Play Xbox then LAUGH on why they murk niggas (Haha!)
Frontline, call me Hawthorne wit' it
On Rosecrans bound like my relly Pooka Ru did it (Tsoo!)
Make the front papers, nigga, like the war in Iraq
And keepin' it poppin' the shit that's the length of a bat (Hah)
With a long clip to it, or a drum that'll do it
Spittin' so many shells like they were sunflower fluid
Throw your set up, my nigga, feel that, bang that (Suwoo)
I'm with that, aimin' at the top and I split that (Yeah)
I love the Cherry like I love them Fruitas (Woop)
My niggas get water, go and fishin' for Tunas (Damn)
Burners on the waist, P tatted on the face
What it do? I'm a real one that bang Piru (Piru, Piru)
Niggas claim they with their biz and doin' K up shit
This ain't a fuckin' movie script, I'm as real as it gets (Nigga!)
[Chorus x2]
[Outro: J-Bizz x2]
It's a cold cold world, in my hood
Niggas gettin' killed in the streets, up to no good
And we can give a fuck what you thinkin'
'Cause we be hustlin' and bangin'
And we be smokin' and drinkin', in my hood, in my hood
[Chorus x2]
