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Put your lighters up if you to
Pull your muthafuckin' Dodger
Over your muthafuckin' til' you can't see shit
I you to go blind, nigga
So you can how I felt
I was in that muthafuckin' coma

Raised in the city of
safe and danger switch lanes
So stranger, slow
beggars and gangsta's pass
Women and are
Just part of a face that we

We got mountains and
We move in motion
Off that sticky you up to blow
I swear ain't nothin' better
why we all take our hats off to you
The one

to my hood, hood
Look at my block,
That's that buildin'
Yeah, that's I got shot, shot

'Cause I was hood than Suge
Had rocks than Jay
More scars on my face than the original
Or the Scarface

Al couldn't be no gangsta'
Deniro on Casino, he no
Wanna be, wanna see, get a shovel
Dig up nigga 'cause he know gangsta's

Niggas think 'cause they watch a couple times
Seen Cube in Boys n The and press rewind
That you can when a real Crip
Run your corner and flex the nine

You be out of your mind
A Blood will put you out of your mind
So stay the up out of my hood
Or my niggas you up out of your shine

It a movie, dog
Hell yeah, it's a fuckin' Uzi, dog
I'm 'bout to hop my Impala
Try to keep up, don't lose me

Raised in the of angels
Where safe and danger lanes
So stranger, slow
Where beggars and gangsta's
Women and are
Just part of a face we show

We got and ocean
We in slow motion
Off that sticky you up to blow
I swear ain't nothin' there
why we all take our hats off to you
The one

I know the real
And nigga know the real Game
I call him the tape
And he ain't never been in no

But he in my house, house
And he set on my couch,
I put one in the air
So yeah, that nigga know I'm 'bout, 'bout

I'm 'bout my hood, I'm my block
I'm my chips so if the rat money stop
And I punch a
Catch you at a light, get out yo' shit

We jack niggas, out of
And rap niggas, and players
we ball player
We it up with them trap niggas

We Outkasts, we big
Ludacris them big toys
Where I'm from only
Two things on the corner
Me and that liquor

Look the Bloods did to Weezy
Look what the Crips did to
This gang banger shit nothin' to play with
Me and Dogg just made it look easy

in the city of angels
Where safe and danger lanes
So stranger, slow
Where beggars and pass
Women and are
Just of a face that we show

We got and ocean
We move in slow
Off sticky you walk up to blow
I swear nothin' better there
That's why we all take our off to you
The one

Y'all got this LA shit real fucked up man
Niggas start respectin' what the fuck we about man
We take niggas the out
This ain't no movie, dawg

This shit is real, Crips, Bloods,
We shit down, this is LA
Wrote the shit on my face, put a star behind
What the fuck I am,
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