Namek - Locked in (feat. Loco Negro & Kiki Smooth)

The grind don't stop. Always work around the clock
West coast reppin worldwide. Servin up that hot shit
Make shit pop quick. All around the block shit
Ain't no other option. We locked in
The grind don't stop. Always work around the clock
West coast reppin worldwide. Servin up that hot shit
Make shit pop quick. All around the block shit
Ain't no other option. We locked in
Steady on the grind double time. Add the side hustle
Pennies, nickels, dimes. Ones and fives. Use that mind muscle
To generate more and set a date for
These shows in different continents. My G, we headed on tour
But they won't let me on board the plane. They said I was a threat
So I proved em right and showed em I'm a Jedi in the flesh
Razzled and dazzled em. Then I abracadabra'd em
Spit some raps that I had for em. Then they said I was best
Solidify my rank. Well respected by the pioneers
Next generation real. Penetrate that riot gear
And yea, you wanna know why I'm in tears?
'Cause these exotics got me dyin. I ain't been this fuckin high in years
The grind don't stop. Always work around the clock
West coast reppin worldwide. Servin up that hot shit
Make shit pop quick. All around the block shit
Ain't no other option. We locked in
The grind don't stop. Always work around the clock
West coast reppin worldwide. Servin up that hot shit
Make shit pop quick. All around the block shit
Ain't no other option. We locked in
Paper clip in a meter. Old school like Adidas
Aguilas or the Chivas, I’m your Mexican Jesus
All my motherfuckin dogs off the leash
West side banger on the east. Yea, the fire don’t cease
Fuck peace. Had to get mine off the streets, ha
Never slippin 'cause I’m made for this
I don’t do charity work. Gotta get paid for this
Yea these haters ain’t nothing but motivation, huh
Fuckin with you gon' ruin my reputation, huh
All this weed from Kiki's like medication, huh
Activated. I needed that stimulation, huh
Had to form a battalion. I’m too raw bitch
The grind don't stop. Always work around the clock
West coast reppin worldwide. Servin up that hot shit
Make shit pop quick. All around the block shit
Ain't no other option. We locked in
The grind don't stop. Always work around the clock
West coast reppin worldwide. Servin up that hot shit
Make shit pop quick. All around the block shit
Ain't no other option. We locked in
Niños de la guerra pegadores de este patio
Puros peleoneros aquí te rompe los labios
Lado de Oeste es lo que yo represento
Medalla de EAZY es lo que miras en mi pecho
Vale madre tiro el dedo más grande
Como 2pac Escupiendo en el aire
Homie Caile estás caras azules
Así subes cuando quieres a tachar las nubes
Ando con el Homie Jimmy Locs
With a pound of fucking smoke. We are about to do a show
Ando like we about to blow
Mi hija vámonos tirando west coast
The grind don't stop. Always work around the clock
West coast reppin worldwide. Servin up that hot shit
Make shit pop quick. All around the block shit
Ain't no other option. We locked in
The grind don't stop. Always work around the clock
West coast reppin worldwide. Servin up that hot shit
Make shit pop quick. All around the block shit
Ain't no other option. We locked in

Written by:
Edgar Vasquez, Enrique Vasquez, Joseph Huicochea

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