I'm still the south side of walkin' without no stoppin'

They was inviting just a gangsta talkin' living life like a jacker

With nothin' to lose and my soul is the color of the side I choose

Stupid fools lyin' blood when the south side gather

Bustin' bombs for the lives when my new air vans rattle

The soul of Cali will never die

We let the violence fly on these buses

My game is fierce, the gangsta L .A. will never die

You don't know me, fools, because I'm tryin' to make a truce

Don't need to see through assistance in the rap business

Any problem I got, I still load my hip in

My vida's fearless, a fearless slot

Bitches like a kind of giddy jack

Every time I'm bout to rain, it's my volume, my homies and all

I'm the shot call, sleepy model, Stan's call

Tell me, what have you lately?

Hacen pa' atras and still spittin' on the shills

Cause it ain't getting by, cause this shit went whack

So tempt the fuck back for some real blue rack

On these motherfuckin' tracks

Mixed with Spanish, this gangsta, that's why they're buyin' it

Then the fat punks claimin' he's low -profile, he think he just a lame

What's up to you, ladies?

Who laughin' at me?

Click on out, guess who we're hittin'?

My, my, my gang ain't knowledge, my gang's fierce, fierce

The gangsta L .A. will never die

My, my, my gang ain't knowledge, my gang's fierce, fierce

The gangsta L .A. will never die

Crease up my pants and bob my hair

All these fools gon' stare, but I don't care

My neighborhood's in a riot, my city's feared

Everybody wants a hit, but they won't come near

See our true vision, it's connecting our heads

But if you ain't a Southsider, you ain't my friend

Whether or not I'm cuttin' up, your life will end

Homie, see, that makes perfect sense

My, my, my gang ain't knowledge, my gang's fierce, fierce

The gangsta L .A. will never die

My, my, my gang ain't knowledge, my gang's fierce, fierce

The gangsta L .A. will never die

Now, when I'm rollin' through the calles

The blockhouse in the valley

They say to stop, but I'll say to fuck the cops

I'm with my family, see all that I have

All my blockhouse on the wall with autographs

Anywhere we go, they're puttin' heavy patrol

Cause the homies on parole are gettin' out of control

Throwin' up the West Side, East Side, South Side

Cause now it's our time to shine in the light

And it's about time, so let me get mine

Southern California's on top of the line

Don't try to act crazy cause that shit don't phase me

Soy sleepy monobusters still on the maze

My, my, my gang ain't knowledge, my gang's fierce, fierce

The gangsta L .A. will never die

My, my, my gang ain't knowledge, my gang's fierce, fierce

The gangsta L .A. will never die