The Rise Of CJ.

(Chorus)
Yo, CJ in the city, makin' moves, no pity,
Ballin' hard in Los Santos, never lookin' pretty.
From Grove to the top, ain't no way I'm stoppin',
Thuggin' like a legend, while these haters just floppin'.
(Verse 1)
Came from the block, where the sun don't shine,
Grove Street livin', man, I'm claimin' what's mine.
Rollin' with the homies, we wild and we reckless,
Got the 9 in my pocket, the world's my checklist.
Puttin' in work, all the bitches, they call,
They know I’m the king, watch me rise, watch me ball.
CJ's the name, respect it, or you’ll fall,
In this concrete jungle, I’m answerin’ the call.
(Chorus)
Yo, CJ in the city, makin' moves, no pity,
Ballin' hard in Los Santos, never lookin' pretty.
From Grove to the top, ain't no way I'm stoppin',
Thuggin' like a legend, while these haters just floppin'.
(Verse 2)
Five-O lurkin’, but I’m always duckin' low,
Hit the streets, stack it deep, only grindin' for dough.
From gang wars to the turf, I’m flexin’ my muscle,
These streets are my gym, in the chaos I hustle.
Jackin' some rides, every whip that I steer,
Rollin' with the homies, we got nothin’ to fear.
CJ’s the boss, call me the don of the scene,
Ridin’ through the hood, in the whip so clean.
(Chorus)
Yo, CJ in the city, makin' moves, no pity,
Ballin' hard in Los Santos, never lookin' pretty.
From Grove to the top, ain't no way I'm stoppin',
Thuggin' like a legend, while these haters just floppin'.
(Verse 3)
Ran with the fam, lost some niggas along the way,
Now we stackin’ up green, livin' life like a play.
Enemies lurk, but they can’t touch my grind,
CJ, the warrior, I’m one of a kind.
Grew from the dirt, now I’m smashin’ the throne,
From the streets to the game, now I’m takin' what’s known.
Los Santos, I’m claimin’, my empire's on fire,
With a heart full of dreams, I’m the beast, I’m the desire.
(Chorus)
Yo, CJ in the city, makin' moves, no pity,
Ballin' hard in Los Santos, never lookin' pretty.
From Grove to the top, ain't no way I'm stoppin',
Thuggin' like a legend, while these haters just floppin’.
(Outro)
So remember the name when you hear that bass thump,
CJ’s the king, watch these bitches jump.
In the land of the lost, I rose from the dust,
Grand Theft Auto, man, it’s all about trust!!