Co-Operation (Explicit)

Co-Operation - Strong Arm Steady

Dead men tell no stories

Liars can't live in the street

Whatever plans God has for me

I'll cooperate instead of compete

We coming for 'em n***a yeah

Ain't no looking back yeah

Forward motion n***a yeah

Just remember that

No

We gon' get 'em get 'em no

We gon' hit 'em hit 'em no

We gon' get 'em get 'em

It's that CA all day

Hit 'em hit 'em

Evidence Taylor Made it's custom

I heard if they smile too much don't trust 'em

I heard the phone's no place for discussion

Just heard a click either I'm bugged or bugging

Look out

Some call it living in fear

Believe most of what you see some of what you hear

Don't believe in ghosts

The Lost Angel's here

Don't think your friends will set you up

It's your year it's going down

And when it does shed no tears

Sleep with both eyes open and one of my ears

Ready always scoping one of my peers

I can sense the fake energy behind your cheers

I can slow the flow down

Just to make it clear

Shift my gears my enemies close in line

If you can't trust

Your crew how you supposed to climb

I guess keep your guard up

They fade out in due time

Dead men tell no stories

Liars can't live in the street

Whatever plans God has for me

I'll cooperate instead of compete

We coming for 'em n***a yeah

Ain't no looking back yeah

Forward motion n***a yeah

Just remember that

No

We gon' get 'em get 'em no

We gon' hit 'em hit 'em no

We gon' get 'em get 'em

We gon' hit 'em hit 'em

Why when a n***a from the West

Where Dickies it's too bangin

But when out-of-towners do it

It's a fashion statement

Why most DJs out here say they support the West

Bump us on Hump Day but chump us out the rest

How to blow under those conditions

I'm only known where the project chicks is living

Where the Ninety-Six Caprice's on the spinners is driven

When Slick spitting better know the hitmen is listening

That's who I kick it for not the radio

My n***as is stuck with California Level Fours

To use hip-hop to motivate in other days

With the urban survival even if it causes decay

Stretching yay having to put a b***h they kinda like

Out on the blade

Steady Gang feel the killers and the dealers pain

Some of us still got hard flame for slang

Dead men tell no stories

Liars can't live in the street

Whatever plans God has for me

I'll cooperate instead of compete

We coming for 'em n***a yeah

Ain't no looking back yeah

Forward motion n***a yeah

Just remember that

No

We gon' get 'em get 'em no

We gon' hit 'em hit 'em no

We gon' get 'em get 'em get 'em

We gon' hit 'em hit 'em

Watch you colors homie watch your slang

Watch how you make your fingers twist and change

A lot of brothers out here still ain't playing

A lot of blocks out here still gang bang

Dilated wrong kind SD to LA

To the Bay gotta say 'Rest in Peace' to Mac Dre

RIP

Boyz in the Hood s**t Menance to Society flow

Now the beats bang like Colors on your radio

Crazy since the Eighties

Now Kobe's dropping eighty-one

On these rap tours nightclubs to the stadium

Sick Angelino squad savage ammunition strike

Strong Arm Steady Gang sedatives and stimuli

Back with a bong man we just killed a quarter

I'm a DJ advocate toasting firewater

With Krondon and Phil Da Agony chopping up the orders

Moving big work with Mitchy Slick down by the border

Dead men tell no stories

Liars can't live in the street

Whatever plans God has for me

I'll cooperate instead of compete

We coming for 'em n***a yeah

Ain't no looking back yeah

Forward motion n***a yeah

Just remember that

No

We gon' get 'em get 'em no

We gon' hit 'em hit 'em no

We gon' get 'em get 'em

We gon' hit 'em hit 'em

Yeah n***a Strong Arm Steady n***a

Yeah West Coast is cracking don't get it f**ked up

Stay so cool and stay it in

And Dilated don't get them f**ked up neither yeah dat

And crack the mess