Meet the Flockers

First, you find a house and scope it out

Find a Chinese neighborhood, cause they don't believe in bank accounts

Second, you find a crew and a driver, someone ring the doorbell

And someone that ain't scared to do what it do

Third, you pull up at the spot

Park, watch, ring the doorbell and knock

Four, make sure nobody is home

They gone, okay it's on

Don't be scared, nigga, you're in now

If the police come you gonna find out who your friends now

That ain't them talking, that's your mind playing tricks on you

You're conscious cause you know you got nines with two clips on you

But fuck that, motherfuck that plasma

And fuck that laptop, go and get that jewelry box

You tryna get paid?

Go take that jewelry box to the Slauson they'll give you cash back

Meet the motherfucking flockers

Make some noise if you've ever stole something in your life

Don't be ashamed, it's okay, baby

Make some noise if you've ever stole a dollar out your mama's purse

Niggas don't know the history 'bout the fly

Put the flathead in the door, pull it, make it go fly

Hit the first drawer, grab a nigga some socks

That nigga in the car better be listening to that box

Ay, I ain't staking out shit, nigga

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe and ding dong ditch

Ain't a safe I can't crack, nigga, that's on Crip

I'm with my Pirus from Compton, we gon' pass and get rich

50 racks, three niggas, 65 a split

Let some weeks go by, we at the dealership

I never took notes nigga, I need the pinkslip

Hit Icy, Mac and Ave for my bullshit

Spent about ten cash

Jumped in the whip and did the whole dash

D-Loc my nigga my nigga, hit my first lick

Passed with my niggas at!