This is a song about "We runnin to six"

Or let the mob handle that

South cal, we runnin' this rap shit

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Dude you got some runnin to do, this flow confusin you?

Because there ain't no coming back from that

South cal, we runnin' this rap shit

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

To sum up six hearts when i carve them apart.

N.y, we runnin' this rap shit ain't south then why?

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

And to those six people who've let me

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

This is it though i'm runnin' out of time to write