RTLS Comin´

RTLS©
Producer: Panic L.A.
Producer: U-Over
Featuring: A-Lica
Lyrics:
Verse 1:
Yo, I'm a young thug, livin' life on the edge,
Got caught by the cops with a bottle of rum and a Smith & Wesson,
They put me in handcuffs, took me down to the station,
But I'll be back on the streets, cause I'm too gangsta for probation.
I'm a West Coast gangsta, a hoodrat from the block,
Got a rap sheet longer than Snoop Dogg's dreadlocks,
I'll be out on bail, before you can say "stop",
I'm a young delinquent, always ready to rock.
Verse 2:
I ain't afraid of the law, I laugh in the face of danger,
I'll rob a liquor store, then hit up a banger,
Got a crew of homies, all ready to ride,
We'll take over the streets, ain't nothin' we can't do with pride.
We run these blocks, we own the night,
Ain't nobody gonna stop our grind, we only take flight,
Living life on the edge, we never back down,
We're the kings of the city, wearing the crown.
Loyalty runs deep, we ride or die,
Ain't nobody gonna break us, we ain't living no lie,
We stick together, through thick and thin,
Ain't nobody messing with us, it's a win-win.
So if you cross our path, better watch your back,
We ain't playing games, we'll hit you with a smack,
We're the baddest in the game, can't nobody compete,
We're living life in the fast lane, never facing defeat.
Verse 3:
I may be a criminal, but I got style and finesse,
I'll outsmart the cops, ain't never gonna confess,
I'll hustle and grind, make money by the stack,
I'm a true gangsta, ain't nothin' holding me back.
I'm a young kid from the west, ruthless to the core
All my enemies know better than to step through my door
I run these streets, I own this game
I ain't nothing to mess with, ain't no one to tame
I walk with confidence, I talk with skill
I'm the one they fear, the one they can't kill
I grind hard every day, trying to make it out
But at the end of the day, you know where I'm bound
[Outro]
RTLS Comin'!