[Verse 1] [San Quinn] I'm sky ballin', a young California pimp Loungin' in a stretch Bently sittin low on the tents Iced down, draped an dipped hittin
no cheats an no let downs foul cats mess around get the wet down in yo city leave yo whole turf shut down (Sucka What Now?) [Verse 1: San Quinn] It'
some to San Francisco From San francisco Oh holy come to San Fran... Fran In, in, in, in the streets of San Francisco In, in, in, in the streets of San
