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I days on Crenshaw, take a nigga Beamer
Hit the hood, his rims off
Then hit that block, let him hear Pac
That don't stop
Soo woo, new coupe, through the side
New Benz, top down, new rims, new bitch up P's, whoo whoop

Compton niggas ain't never be the same
It's in my blood, you see my
You see my tats, you my pain
You in my You from a gang
You got 2 to answer where you from, or you gon' see your brains
Now that you slumped I see your

we got canals, shelves, niggas that tried, niggas that died
Niggas that fell well, off in their jail
Shit, we got niggas with full
That'll dip you set and disappear like "Hell Rell"
No bail the peace price
Get caught up in the middle of the street at the light, you fuckin' pie
Middle of your forehead nigga, that's the beam lie
(You be ok) I done seen God

Niggas sellin' crack, Dre sellin'
2Pac in heaven, bumpin' "Dead Wrong"
Cherry red Impala, Bobble red bone
I just killed a nigga on my
Puff vodka, weed got my head gone
G-Man in heaven, name on headstone
LJ in prison, and my Legs gone
I just killed a nigga on my
that

Playin' chronic, blazin' chronic with the windows
Cause those don't cut the checks, the ones in yo' business
Rappers death threats but still ain't sent no killers
You take a stretch away squeeze myself, can't on niggas
on niggas check the urinal and you'll see
That I be droppin' jewels and you should 'em like a jewel thief
Wolves is what I use to eat my fuckin' pray up with
Used to make the yayo flip now told me to lay your hits
Teamed up, toured the US to let the name ring
Goin' to fuck shit up, I did the King James thing
Steak and with the gentleman, sit with a gangster posture
Blowin' all these bands fans, screamin' like it's Sinatra
it out the South Bay village homies hate I prosper
But I don't owe you niggas shit, I'm supposed to my mama
chase for commas, got 'em in now raise the Llama
Hotter than a blazin' comet, fuckin' south central

Niggas sellin' crack, Dre headphones
in heaven, bumpin' Biggie "Dead Wrong"
Cherry red Impala, Bobble red bone
I just killed a nigga on my
Puff sellin' vodka, got my head gone
G-Man in heaven, on that headstone
LJ in prison, and my nigga Legs
I just a nigga on my cellphone
Stop