Everybody, everybody, everybody/ Everybody sit your bitch ass down and listen/ To this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans/ Ya bish/ Smoking on the finest dope, aye aye aye aye/ Drank until I can't no more, aye aye aye aye/ Really I'm a sober soul but I'm with the homies right now/ And we ain't asking for no favors/ Rush a nigga quick then laugh about it later, aye aye aye aye/ Really I'm a peacemaker but I'm with the homies right now/ And momma used to say/ One day, it's gon' burn you out/ One day, it's gon' burn you out, out/ One day, it's gon' burn you out/ One day, it's gon' burn you/ But I'm with the homies right now/ Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota/ A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda/ Janky stash box when the federales roll up/ Basketball shorts with the Gonzales Park odor/ We on the mission for bad bitches and trouble/ I hope the universe love you today/ ‘Cause the energy we bringing sure to carry away/ A flock of positive activists and fill the body with hate/ If it's necessary/ Bumping Jeezy first album looking distracted/ Speaking language only we know, you think is an accent/ The windows roll down all I see is a hand pass it/ Hotboxing like George Foreman grilling the masses/ Of the working world, we pulled up on a bunch of working girls/ And asked them what they working with – look at me/ I got the blunt in my mouth/ Usually I'm drug-free, but shit I'm with the homies/ (Yea nigga, we off a pill and Remy Red/ Come through and bust ya head nigga)/ Me and the homies/ (Sag all the way to the liquor store/ Where my niggas pour up 4 and get twisted some more)/ Me and the homies/ (I ride for my mothafuckin' niggas/ Hop out, do my stuff, then hop back in)/ Me and the homies/ (Matter fact, I hop out that mothafucka and be like/ “Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo!...Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo!”)/ It's 2:30 and the sun is beaming/ Air conditioner broke and I hear my stomach screaming/ Hungry for anything unhealthy and if nutrition can help me/ I'll tell you to suck my dick then I'll continue eating/ We speeding on the 405 passing Westchester/ You know the light skin girls in all the little dresses, good Lord/ They knew we weren't from 'round there/ ‘Cause every time we down there we pulling out the Boost Mobile SIM cards/ Bougie bitches with no extensions/ Hood niggas with bad intentions, the perfect combination/ Before we sparked a conversation/ We seen three niggas in colors we didn't like then started interrogating/ I never was a gangbanger, I mean I was never stranger to the folk neither/ I really doubt it/ Rush a nigga quick and then we laugh about it/ That's ironic 'cause I've never been violent, until I'm with the homies/ (Just ridin', just ridin')/ Me and the homies/ (Bullshittin', actin' a fool)/ Me and the homies/ (Trippin', really trippin')/ Me and the homies/ (Just ridin', just ridin', just ridin'...)/ Bragging 'bout the episode we just had/ A shot of Hennessey didn't make me feel that bad/ I'm usually a true firm believer of bad karma/ Consequences from evil will make your past haunt you/ We tryna conquer the city with disobedience/ Quick to turn it up, even if we ain't got the CD in/ But Jeezy still playing and our attitude is still “nigga, what is you saying”/ Pull in front of the house that we been camping out for like two months/ The sun is going down as we take whatever we want/ (Ay, ay, nigga jackpot nigga, pop the safe/ Ay nigga, I think it's somebody in this room/ Wait, what?/ Nigga, it's somebody in this room!)/ I hit the back window in search of any Nintendo/ DVDs, plasma screen TVs in the trunk/ We made a right, then made a left, then made a right/ Then made a left, we was just circling life/ My mama called – "Hello? What you doin'?" “Kicking it”/ I should've told her I'm probably 'bout to catch my first offense with the homies/ But they made a right, they made a left then made a right/ Then another right/ One lucky night with the homies/ K. Dot, you faded, hood?/ Yea we finally got that nigga faded. I think he hit the wrong blunt though/ Ooh, which one?/ Well which one he talking 'bout? I was finna hit the one with the shenanigans in it/ I pray he ain't hit that/ Nah, that nigga straight. He ain't hit that one/ Got the shenanigans? Give that nigga the shenanigans/ Nigga I think we should push back to the city, fo real doe Nigga, for what?/ What that nigga, what's that Jeezy song say nigga?/ "Last time I checked I was the man on these streets!"/ Yea, yea, that shit right there. I'm tryna be the nigga in the street/ There he go. Man you don't even know how the shit go/ Look, here's the plan luv. We gon' use the kickback as a alibi./ Wait 'til the sun go down, roll out, complete the mission, drop K. Dot off at his mama van, at the park,/ cause I know he trying to fuck on Sherane tonight/ That's what he's not gon' do. Then we all gon' meet back at the block at about 10:30/ That's straight but we should meet up around 12, I'm tryna fuck on something too/ Nigga sit yo dumb ass back down, nigga you ain't doing shit tonight/ Matter fact, nigga get in the mothafuckin' car. We finna get active/