Crenshaw/80s and Cocaine The Game (Ft. Anderson .Paak & Sonyae)

Part 1: Crenshaw

[Intro: Anderson .Paak & Sonyae]
Oh, shit, yea
Say, where you heading, man?
You motherfuckers ain't going nowhere, man
Hey, you know I was trying to do my thing on 'em
Oh, shit, yea
64 Impala
Well, we ain't tryna hurt nobody, man, we just...
Yea
You might just catch us different though
Say, where you going man?
My God! Say!

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak & Sonyae]
You can catch me rollin' down Crenshaw, Crenshaw
Is that a motherfuckin' Impala? Bitch, yeah
Magazine on my lap, I'm rollin' indo Indo
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs, watch us throw them out the window
Gang signs

[Verse 1: The Game]
Parked at the light, give a fuck about a bitch nigga
Only nigga worth six figures that still click triggers
On my way to L-A-X, fuck the freeway
Riding through South Central in the 'Wood like I should
But I'm a Compton nigga, west side monster nigga
You should know by now, I fuck with all kinds of niggas
Call Big-U and we gon' see 'bout that vagina in you
You don't bang huh? Yea, that's that out-of-towner in you
My niggas eat late night, Mel's Diner menu
You a shooter? Better have that North Carolina in you
I had wolves at all kinds of venues
Dub's show I let the snub show, shall I continue?
Fuckin' niggas up like it's '05
Like Dre just listened to my whole demo and cosigned
Talkin' out your neck, get you buried in no time
I heard you niggas looking for me, Blood