Chorus:

We 'bout to roll to the corner me and my crew

We 'bout to roll to the corner and get us some brew

We 'bout to roll to the corner and some switches too

So we can role a fat blunt and get perfed



Another fine day in this land I live

Oakland we're they don't give a shit and that's it

You know I'm sellin' they can split the profit 50 50

With this other brother who went in half with me

Now, first before we burst the move

We gotta sooth our nerves with liquour then we don't ??

We'll be relaxed ask your mama

This shit is like a war zone

Streets is hot like the Bahamas

But we will stay away from the drama

I'm wearin' my snipe, my arctic jacket with the wool like a lama

Then we had to pause like a comma

Cause someone got stuck and buck and family was outside with trama

We heard the shots from inside and went there when the gats go off

I hit the deckin' high

And a popo said they got their own time they lie

But you gotta give them credit they try

I see a mother cry and I'm wondering why

And my man said fuck it aint nothin' we can do

But to continue our mission down the block for the brew

And we out (yeah, yeah)



[Chorus 2x]



On our way we're 'bout halfway there

Children runnin' everywhere like they just don't care

The muslim make ?? like right in between

And if I pass by ?? they will look at me mean

So I ducks in and get my final call now

Cause still my brain gotta be well and down and proud

The ambulances signals and glances

So let's hurry up and take no chances

Niggas step to us trying to rap like we got all the answers

In front of the store trying to work that slide ahead

The pant handlers they got no ama