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I remember days on Crenshaw, take a Beamer
Hit the hood, take his off
hit that block, let him hear that 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

niggas ain't never gon' be the same
It's in my blood, you see my
You see my tats, you feel my
You in my hood? You a gang
You got 2 seconds to where you from, or you gon' see your brains
Now you slumped I see your change

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

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

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

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