[airline attendant]
  This is the final boarding call for flight 1259
  departing from Los Angeles, final destination to St. Louis
  Thank you
    [Ice Cube]
  Damn G, the spot's gettin hot
  So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot?
  Police looking at niggaz through a microscope
  In L.A. everybody and they momma sell dope
  They trying to stop it
  So what the fuck can I do to make a profit?
  Catch a flight to St. Louis
  That's cool, cause nobody knew us
  We stepped off the plane
  Four gang bangers, professional crack slangers
  Rented a car at wholesale
  Drove to the ghetto, and checked in a motel
  Unpacked and I grab the three-eighty
  Cause where we stayin, niggaz look shady
  But they can't fade South Central
  Cause bustin a cap is fundamental
  Checkin out every block close
  Seein which one will clock the most
  Yeah this is the one no doubt
  Bust a U Bone, and let's clear these niggaz out
    Ay ay man, whassup nigga?
  Yo, well this Lench Mob nigga!
  [gun shots]
    Now clearin em out meant casualties
  Still had the L.A. mentality
  Bust a cap, and out of there in a hurry
  Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
  Them fools got popped
  Took their corner next day, set up shop
  And it's better than slangin in the Valley
  Triple the profit makin more than I did in Cali
  Breakin off rocks like Barney Rubble
  Cause them mark-ass niggaz don't want trouble
  And we ain't on edge when we do work
  Police don't recognize the khakis and the sweatshirts
  Getting bitches and they can't stand a
  Nineteen-ninety-one Tony Montana
  Now the shit's like a war
  of gang violence, where it was never seen before
  Punks whirl when the gat bust
  Four jheri curl niggaz kickin up dust
  And some of them are even lookin up to us
  Wearing our colors and talkin that gang fuss
  Giving up much love
  Dyin for a street, that they ain't even heard of
  But other motherfuckers want to stand strong
  So you know the phrase, once again it's on
    [TV announcer]
  Top of the news tonight, gangs from South Central
  Los Angeles which are known for their driveby shootings
  have migrated into East St. Louis
  leaving three dead and two others injured
  No arrests have been made
  Police say this is a nationwide trend
  with similar incidents occuring in Texas, Michigan, and Oklahoma
  (female voice repeating in background:
  "If it can happen here, it can happen anywhere")
    [Ice Cube]
  BOOM, my homie got shot he's a goner black
  St. Louis niggaz want they corner back
  Shooting in snowy weather
  It's illegal business, niggaz still can't stick together
  Fuckin police got the four-one-one
  that L.A. ain't all, surf and sun
  But we ain't thinkin, bout the boys
  Feudin, like the Hatfields and McCoys
  Now the shit's gettin tricky
  Cause now they lookin for the colors and the khakis
  Damn, the spot's gettin hot from the battle
  About to pack up and start slangin in Seattle
  But the NARCs, raid about six in the morning
  Try to catch a nigga while he's yawnin
  Put his glock to my chest as I paused
  Went to jail in my motherfuckin drawers
  Tryin to give me, fifty-seven years
  Face'll be full of those tattooed tears
  It's the same old story and the same old nigga stuck
  And the public defender ain't givin a fuck
  The fool must be sparkin
  Talkin about a double life plea bargain
  You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G
  Plus the Black Guerilla family
  And the white pride don't like Northside
  And it's a riot if any more niggaz die
  No parole or probation
  Now this is a young man's summer vacation
  No chance for rehabilitation
  Cause look at the motherfuckin years that I'm facin
  I'ma end it like this cause you know what's up
  My life is fucked