K dot, up the phone, nigga. Every I call, its going to voice mail. Don't me they got you on some weirdo rap shit, nigga. No socks and skinny jeans and shit. me on Shaniqua's phone
I been A-1 day one, you niggas boo boo home boy, your block that you're from, boo boo Lil hoes you to school with, boo boo Baby and your new bitch, boo boo We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce 14 years later going hard, like we used to on the dead On the homies
I don't a fuck about no politics in rap, my nigga Our lil homie Stunna Deuce never comin' back, my nigga So you better go hard every time you on wax, my nigga Fuck they talkin' bout, your shit is where its at, my nigga in this game, you stuck your fangs in this game You wore no chain in this game hood, your name in this game Now you double up, time to bubble up the and huddle up Stickin' to the scripts, now hear if them benjamin's go up Skip, hop, trip, drop, flip, flop with the tube sock It goes "Sherm Sticks, this" what the product smells like when the chemicals mix 50 salute, out the Compton zoo, with the extras El Cos, Monte Carlos, Kings and dressers Rip Ridaz, P-Funkers, Mexicans, fuck with you Asians, they fuck with you, can fuck with you
I been A-1 since day one, you boo boo Your home boy, your block that from, boo boo Lil hoes you to school with, boo boo Baby mama and new bitch, boo boo We was in the hood, 14 the deuce deuce 14 years later hard, like we used to on the dead homies On the dead
Hopped out the caddy, got my dick sucked The little homies called, they said, "The enemies cliqued up" Oh yeah? want to squabble with mi barrio? Oh, Tell 'em they can run it for the cardio Oh, yeah? Everythin' is everythin', scandalous motion for the ambulance, the project filled with cameras The LAPD gamblin', scramblin', numbers slanderin' Niggas name on paper, you snitched all The streets don't fail me now, they tell me a new gang in town From Compton to Congress, it's set all around Ain't new but a flow of new DemoCrips and ReBloodlicans Red versus a blue state, which one you governin'? They give us guns and drugs, us thugs Make it promise to fuck with you No condom they with you, Obama say, "What it do?"
I been A-1 day one, you niggas boo boo Your home boy, block that you're from, boo boo Lil hoes you went to with, boo boo Baby mama and new bitch, boo boo We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce 14 later going hard, like we used to on the dead homies On the dead
Everybody to talk about who this and who that Who the realest and who wack, who or who black Critics want to mention that they miss when hip hop was Motherfucker if you did, Killer Mike'd be platinum Y'all priorities are fucked up, put in wrong shit Hennessy and Crown Vic, my memory gone since Don't ask no camera back at award shows No, don't ask about my bitch, no, don't ask about my 'Less you me about power, yeah, I got a lot of it I'm the nigga next to Snoop that can push the button Had the Coast on "K. Dot, what up? I they opened up Pandora's box" I box 'em all in, by a Nah homie we too sensitive, it out to the streets I make the call and get the involved then history repeats But I resolved that private hall while sitting down with Jay He said "it's funny how one could fuck up the game"
I A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo
I remember you was Misusing influence I did the same Abusing my power of resentment Resentment that turned a deep depression Found myself screaming in a room I didn't want to The evils of was all around me So I went for answers I came home But that stop survivors guilt back and forth Trying to convince my self the I earned Or maybe how A-1 my was But my loved ones was fighting A war back in the city I was a new one