K dot, up the phone, nigga. time I call, its going to voice mail. Don't tell me got you on some weirdo rap shit, nigga. No socks and skinny jeans and shit. Call me on Shaniqua's
I been A-1 since day one, you boo boo Your home boy, block that you're from, boo boo Lil hoes you to school with, boo boo mama and your new bitch, boo boo We was in the hood, 14 the deuce deuce 14 years later going hard, like we to on the dead homies On the dead
I don't give a fuck no politics in rap, my nigga Our lil homie Deuce ain't never comin' back, my nigga So you better go hard every you jump on wax, my nigga Fuck what 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 your hood, your name in this Now you double up, time to bubble up the bread and up Stickin' to the scripts, now hear if them go cuddle up Skip, hop, trip, drop, flip, flop the white tube sock It "Sherm Sticks, burn this" Thats what the product smells when the chemicals mix 50 nigga salute, out the Compton zoo, the extras El Cos, Monte Carlos, Road Kings and Rip Ridaz, P-Funkers, Mexicans, they fuck you Asians, they fuck you, nobody can fuck with you
I been A-1 since day one, you boo boo Your boy, your block that you're from, boo boo Lil hoes you to school with, boo boo mama 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
Hopped out the caddy, just got my dick The little homies called, they said, "The enemies done up" Oh yeah? Puto want to squabble with mi Oh, yeah? Tell 'em can run it for the cardio Oh, Everythin' is everythin', it's scandalous Slow motion for the ambulance, the project filled cameras The LAPD gamblin', scramblin', football slanderin' Niggas on paper, you snitched all summer The streets don't me now, they tell me it's a new gang in town From Compton to Congress, it's set trippin' all Ain't new but a flow of new DemoCrips and ReBloodlicans Red state versus a blue state, one you governin'? They give us guns and drugs, us thugs it they promise to fuck with you No they fuck with you, Obama say, "What it do?"
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 and your new bitch, boo boo We was in the hood, 14 the deuce deuce 14 later going hard, like we used to on the dead homies On the dead
want to talk about who this and who that Who the and who wack, who white or who black Critics want to mention that they miss hip hop was rappin' Motherfucker if you did, Killer Mike'd be platinum Y'all priorities are fucked up, put energy in shit Hennessy and Vic, my memory been gone since Don't ask about no camera back at 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 on standby "K. Dot, up? I heard they opened up Pandora's box" I box 'em all in, by a Nah we too sensitive, it spill out to the streets I make the call and get the coast then history repeats But I resolved that private hall while sitting down with Jay He "it's funny how one verse could fuck up the game"
I A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo
I you was conflicted Misusing influence I did the same Abusing my full of resentment that turned into a deep depression Found myself screaming in a room I want to self-destruct The of Lucy was all around me So I running for answers Until I home But that didn't stop survivors Going back and Trying to convince my self the I earned Or maybe how A-1 my was But while my ones was fighting A continuous war back in the I was a new one