I′m just coasting, drop the top and roll straight

S.M.V.C.C. 805, it's the gold state

Ain′t no place that I'd rather beThan the B.I.G B.A.D 1 3 C

I got love for the place they raised me

Even though times get a lil' crazy

So I gotta give love back

Either gang bang, slang, or pull a mothafuckin′ jack

It′s all good cos I'm driving nice cars

Pretty soon 25 to life spent behind bars

A wicked sly′s life, cause I'm a son of a gun

I′m only 19, but would I live to see 21?

A loco mothafucka so you better step back

Try to pull the jack,I'll feed you bullets for a fucking snack

Pero orita cause I′m puffin from Leno

Coming from T-Dre, por vida loco Sureños

Two locs matching deep in my city

One time acting up just because I'm rolling clean in a Chevy

Dark skin Mexican, standing 5'4

Put the pedal to the floor, hear my glass backs roll

Hit the the corner with the passion on my way to the market

T-Dre, shotgun with a blunt, ready to spark it

10:30 in the morning but I don′t care

Hit the switch, lock it up, chronic smoke in the air

Hard player with my locs on, ready to make some hits

Ready to make some grip with my dope ass lyrics

Stacking up a plateful like regular

And just then my homie Bones hits me up on my cellular

Feeling to brake up a couple blocks for my ass up

And hook it on up as I cruise down the overpass

Hit the stuff, filling on my cup to the rim

On the Y feeling G or from the bud so I grin

When I get lost, feel I′ve been crossed

She will be my salvation

When I get lost, feel I've been crossed

She will be my salvation

Now let me introduce the G′s, the L.O.C's

Let met get my self bombed as I′m gliding through the breeze

Keep on mashing as the tracks keep dropping

Ain't no stopping when I′m up and hopping

Drop the ride to the side causing havoc with my homies, blowing indo smoke

Dipped and brued the oldies every day and my life is getting better and better

Blaze n blaze it in the morning and I'm down for whatever

Deluxe pick me up about 11:32

I said I'm down to claim but what the hell we gonna do

Santa Maria S.M.V.P scooped up J-bird, Ray Ray, and the C.U.Z

I got my cousin buzzing in the back

Chronic smoke hot box full of contact

Now it′s time to roll to the pot hole and spark another bowl

Let another rag time foe on the 3 times go

Now were we go from here keep on mashing through the central coast atmosphere

For the things that I do I know I′m gonna pay the cost

For the reason why I'm gone, for the reason why I′m lost

Living week by week, living day by day

Doing what I gotta do to get my fortune and fame

But I'm lost in the system not made for me

So I′m suppose to break rocks straight go for my G, 19

With a Mexicano lame throwing up on my colors red, white, to the green

Always looking out just in case fools jump

Time to handle shit and break em' off real quick

Take a look around you fool, then take a close look

Cause all the shit I see, I draw it down in my rhyme book

My homies dropping off like flies in ninety-five

The one′s that survive, they take a steel cage bus ride

But for me I ain't sucka free

Cause punks is trying to gang, C-L-S

We see it coming straight from the get go

We ran our own undercover gang though, fools didn't even know

That we was real to the heart see

Being true to the game that′s how it is in the S.M.V

Holding on to my dreams make it to the top

But I′m stuck paying cost fucked up cos a whole lost...

When I get lost, feel I've been crossed

She will be my salvation

When I get lost, feel I′ve been crossed

She will be my salvation

Yeah, special shouts goes out to my homies that was down from the get go

Like my homie Cuz, wassup dawg

Yeah, wassup to my homie J-bird

Yeah Ray Ray kicking know what I'm saying

Yeah I gotta say wassup to my homie Bonez

Yeah sparked off straight cruising from the l que, que no

Yeah wassup Crazy Joseph

Yeah Cuevo keep pounding loc

Yeah wassup S.D. yeah my homie loc

Yeah D.J. Bishop, keep spinnin ′em homies straight from the S.M.V. Southern California Mexican Invasion yeah

When I get lost, when I get lost ...

When I get lost, lost, lost, lost, lost