Cruising Broadway ft. Bandit Lyrics

I'm resurrected back from the dead

Outlaw motherfucker with a strap and a vest

The voice of the streets

The one that been there done that

Bringing up the heat

My style never cease i was laying back

With a puerto rican chick with a big ass

How long would you last

I learned to withdraw fast

Fuck the haters

Rolling through downtown my jersey says los lakers

You motherfuckers ain't running la

Last time i heard you got jacked for your fake chains

On my side you fucking with the real

Treces b's and c's equipped with the steel

West coast battlefield there's money to be made

So franchise whatever you do and grown your state

Keep everything on the low till the see you on top

Let them know is brown thug

Cruising down broadway reminiscent of my life

knowing that I'm next ese is really my time

Thanking God for his grace I'm really going to shine

Legit status so police cant fuck with mines

This shit is imminent keep your hands up and represent

We the west coast is evident

So wicked even the cops want evidence

Too gangster hearing this sound of elegance

I don't engage in low form of conversation

All my hynas tens thick with no patience

It's well known fuck a hypothetical grown

Still put the pussy on a pedestal

You worry about a hoe

Could never be my life

I put them on figueroa

You turn her to a housewife

Quick to fold

Don't know how to mack right

The game ain't told

You smoking on a crack pipe

Plead and beg on bended knees

Big dog take heed from a bitch in heat

Wanting to tag along adams and avalon

Hoes in the catalog ran through and ran along

Get to the point while I'm doing the most

South east of the los sick side of the coin

An illegal toker well spoken

West coasting leave you with your chest open

Cruising down Broadway reminiscent of my life

knowing that I'm next ese is really my time

Thanking God for his grace I'm really going to shine

Legit status so police cant fuck with mines

This shit is imminent keep your hands up and represent

We the west coast is evident

So wicked even the cops want evidence

Too gangster hearing this sound of elegance