3230
Urban Chronicles: 3230 Streetscape
Lyrics
Hittin' corners, thuggin' with the blower, barrel louder than a motor
Hittin' corners, engaging in risky situations with a gun, the gun's barrel is louder than a motorcycle.
Keep the engine runnin' when a nigga run up on ya
Keep the engine running when confronted by someone.
Another day in sunny California
Describing another day in sunny California.
The FEDs takin' pictures and they tappin' Motorolas
The authorities are surveilling and wiretapping using Motorola devices.
Everybody snitchin', gotta live with paranoia
People are betraying each other, creating a constant state of fear and mistrust.
A soldier since the stroller, ask my mama if you doubt that
Been a soldier since childhood, challenges doubters to ask his mother for confirmation.
Homie where ya clout at? You ain't ever push nobody's scalp back
Asking where someone's influence is, challenging their credibility in violent situations.
45, 9s 'round 9 in the AM
Reference to carrying a .45 caliber or 9mm gun around 9 in the morning.
Yesterday I sat and prayed, today I'm finna take it
Reflecting on prayer and determination to take action.
A week ago, they killed my bro, that's been the price of bangin'
Recent loss of a friend, the consequence of being involved in gang activities.
Since my granny Alameda days, robbin' 'cause we need a raise
Recalling past criminal activities in the Alameda neighborhood.
Fingers do the talkin' when the Cs do the walkin'
Actions speak louder than words, especially in criminal environments.
And the Cs been polluted, baptism for these shooters
The streets have been corrupted, comparing the violence to a baptism for shooters.
Seventh grade, I went to OCA, hoopin' up at Lueder's
Personal experience in seventh grade, connecting with friends in criminal activities.
With my Ru from Campanella we was crashin' shit together
Reference to a specific location and time involving criminal activities with a friend.
Three, two, three, zero
Repeating the address, possibly significant or symbolic.
3230 Poppy St, we ain't chasin', they brought the beef
Address and assertion that they are not instigating trouble; conflict is brought to them.
Used to the sounds of violence, my neighbors ain't never call police
Accustomed to violence, neighbors refrain from involving the police.
Call it followin' protocols, spark it if you ain't know the call
Following established procedures, willing to use violence if necessary.
Got this bitch that live off of Market that's down to hold the heat
Describing a woman who is ready to use a weapon, residing in a specific area.
Turnin' water and power off, got us impatient, powered up
Turning off essential services due to impatience and frustration.
Evictions notices go unnoticed, the final hours up
Eviction notices are ignored, emphasizing a sense of urgency and inevitability.
Livin' off of borrowed time, committin' crimes that's organized
Living on borrowed time, engaging in organized criminal activities.
Fortress ones and fortified, just tryna build my castle up
Building defenses, trying to establish a stable and secure life.
Dollar and a dream, at night time we maskin' up
Pursuing dreams despite challenges, masking up for illegal activities at night.
The deadly game of tag, the older generations passed to us
Describing the dangerous cycle passed down through generations.
I got a clip that's long enough to shoot until the casket come
Having a large magazine for prolonged shooting, willing to continue until death.
Wit' it 'til that casket drop, they droppin' when that magnum pop
Committing to a dangerous lifestyle until the inevitable, with references to gun violence.
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