Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah (Secure enemy!) Yeah, look (If they do not surrender, shoot 'em on sight) Talking to my momma half the time (Shoot on sight) Talking to my daddy half the time Streets crazy, they don't salvage time (this is execution time) Look at the

Purple in the sky Thought I saw a shooting star Beaming in your haunting eyes Ooh don't keep your love from me No no love on me On that night drive Ooh you're so fine Cruising highway 85 Cruising Highway 85

(I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no, oh I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, ooh) Yeah, all around in my home town They're tryin' to track me down They say they want to bring me in guilty For the killing of a

Hey baby, ooh-hoo My love is callin', ooh-hoo So baby, ooh-hoo Just because it's the middle of night That don't mean I won't hunt you down 'Cause up, in, deep inside It's pullin' me and I want your love You and I should be gettin' it right Ain't no sense

Give me back my hometown 'Cause this is my hometown Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah Ah ooh, yeah, yeah Damn, I used to love this view Sit here and drink a few Main street and the high school lit up on Friday night Down there it's another touchdown

Ambush in the night Through the powers of the most I (shoobe, doowa) Planned by society (Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wa!) See them fighting for power (ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wa!) But they know not the hour (ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wa!) So they bribing with their

I just wanna go back, back to 1999 Take a ride to my old neighborhood Wanna go back, wanna go I just wanna go back, sing, "hit me, baby, one more time" Ooh, wish that we could go back in time, uh Got memories Ooh, maybe we can do it tonight Tonight's the

I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch Even though I's the king, I stay hood rich Mansa Musa, gold jewelry Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, go two piece Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin' All they do throw shots at the king,

Living just another day Living life in California L.A. to the bay Dough, we get that dough Ooh, we got to get more A.K. gun play (just another day) (A.K. gun play) See it's just another day in my neighborhood

Come closer Oh-oh, oh, yeah Let's take a jet to Aruba, I know it sounds nice, ooh You gon' fall into my trap, you gon' fall right through Even when you're with your lover and your phone's on mute When I call you an Uber, you gon' come right through Need