Vince Staples - Norf Norf [MV]

Bitch, you thirsty, please grab a Sprite

My Crips lurkin', don't die tonight

I just want to dance with you, baby

Just don't move too fast, I'm too crazy

Man down, Downey Ave and get shaded

Take a nigga mind off that

We can dip, fuck in the whip, slide right back in the function

One wrong word, start bustin'

Put that on my Yankee hat, I'm a gangsta Crip, fuck gangsta rap

Where the ladies at? Where the hoes? Where the bitches?

Every real nigga know the difference

Bandana brown like the dope daddy shootin' in the kitchen

Real Norfside nigga, never went to Poly, Wilson or Cabrillo

Cocaine color of a creole

T-Skrap moving for the d-low, and he know

I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police

I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police

I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police

From the city where the skinny carry strong heat

Norfside, Long Beach, Norfside, Long Beach

Hit the corner, make a dollar flippin'

Split the dollars with my mama children

Folks need Porsches, hoes need abortions

I just need y'all out of my business

Never no problem playing no bitches

Never no problem spraying no witnesses

No face, no case, been with the shit

Hopped out broad day, then emptied clips

Cut class 'cause it wasn't 'bout cash

School wasn't no fun, couldn't bring my gun

Knowin' change gon' come like Obama and them say

But they shootin' everyday 'round my mama and them way

So we put an AK where Kiana and them stay

And that's for any nigga say he got a problem with me

How I'm Crippin' where I'm livin', come and follow me

Pistol poppin', Poppy Street (Poppy Street)

I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police

I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police

I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police

From the city where the skinny carry strong heat

Norfside, Long Beach, Norfside, Long Beach

Nate Dogg still here 'cause of niggas like me

Police still scared 'cause of niggas like me

In the hood, like a dollar sweet tea or a Louis Burger

You ain't with the business, nigga

Who you murdered? You ain't heard of Coldchain

Best thang, smokin' out the city

Riding 'round with the same shotgun that shot Ricky

Lil' nigga should've zig-zagged, then he got his back wet

Naughty runnin' Norfside, niggas better fact-check

Frontin' with the gun talk, I ain't heard a clap yet

All my niggas from street, they a nigga best, yes

'Cept for Little Halftime, Brody bangin' five blocks

Sorry, I hit your homie five times, better grab chalk

Did it, got away with it out the Civic

We Crippin', Long Beach City, pay a visit

Park Ramona, Pop block the corner

Givin' hell 'til it's frozen over, I ain't never ran from nothin'

I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police

I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police

I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police

From the city where the skinny carry strong heat

Norfside, Long Beach, Norfside, Long Beach