Static, Quik, not a gangster, we're not static
Some believe in and some believe in friends But, niggaz, like me believe in ends 'Cause even when your bitch wants to around You the money's got you safe and sound
Now I'm 'bout to take it back to '84, when I was Kickin' back in the trees, West Side, if you And, four-thirty-six, West was the spot With me, Wayne, Mike, Shot, Nookie, and Rock
Donzelly, if ya with me, than let shit, kick If head ain't spinning from dippin' all them sticks 'Cause way in the day they used love a wet baggie Screaming, HORALE, ESE, with them on a caddy
And you couldn't deny a hit that Buddah, Tye Going and round the driveway, now it's coming my way And I'm zoned out at a age And the whole spruce street was my
Peep, now back then I was in the eighth grade, But niggaz, my age was paid, already Yeah, like that nigga, Zam or young, Blue They made first million by the age of, twenty-two
Like, Dan from Cedar block, him and little James from Street, with them boulders Rest in peace, little Noopy, he didn't have to to the tenth grade in a Fint, '0' rag
Well, goddamn, how can I be I ask my sister, Jack for some and she told me, look around Nigga, they don't sell dope, it sells While they kick back and collect the wealth
And now I'm thinking, ain't nothing fly, about these ass, khakis T-shirt dingy, tackie This could be a way to that little, funky, twenty dollars, that I earned Right then, is when I learned
Some believe in Jesus, some believe in But niggaz like me, believe in making 'Cause when, yo, niggaz, wanna be untrue You know the money's still to you
Yes, yes Some believe in love and believe in friends But niggaz like me, believe in ends even when, yo, bitch wants to trick around You know the money's got you and sound
Peep, I gets a dub on the and fifteenth, for a fact So, instead of spending it up, I gave my money to Now she in the Regal and said, "I'll be right back" When she came in, she put me with a plastic sack
I turned my forty into and that was my profit I'm keepin' my rocks in the and not in my pocket Sister, Jackie in the kitchen with some water, baking soda Fresh powder, baby bottles, making boulders
Checking a fat grip, slanging to tricks Donzelly, sticks, went and bought 'em a six And five-hundred, block, peach, thangs, ya see gallon after gallon and key after key
I'm telling you, I done, it all From, niggaz, the Sherman and the pass out on the wall From cluckers, a hit so bad, they let there panties fall Teeth rotten, hair gone and whole checks, get
But then, I'm still breaking pebbles like Bam Bam Saved them, splitting rocks, to the 'em, I went wearing khakis to Sergio Teccini my rocks is disappearing like the great Houdini
I bought a of clothes, all of my equipment And somthing new with each and every shipment Money gets made and money gets And how jealous niggaz acting, only makes it evident that
believe in Jesus, some believe in Allah But like me, believe in making dollars 'Cause even when, yo, niggaz, wanna be You know the money's still to you
Yes, yes Some believe in love and believe in friends But niggaz like me, in making ends 'Cause even when, yo, bitch wants to trick You the money's got you safe and sound
Check, now in 1981, moved to L.A. My niggaz, playa, Ham and Gina gave me a to stay On my way up bottom rock, bitches, starting to jock 'Cause my hair is getting and games, getting stronger
To my own weight, I went and got me a job But by then, Ham and really started to squab About weather, I should go or She him either he goes or you go, we both was on our way
So, he and took me with him on, two-thousand-one, Browning Clowning with playas, all around me, astounding My nigga, pimpin, Carl got staring with hair an up and down the street in that, rag seven with Darren
Shaby, blue feathered, as he In the 'E l Co-P, 6, park away the curve Big jam, L.A Mike, Darryl, Nicki on the That Top Big Shane, and Tweed rolling up the weed
And hoes, just and go in and out Revolving door, leaving some, nut in they mouth I'm making a living of pimpin' so you fools can't 'Cause even though, I love God, I also my grip
Some in Jesus, some believe in Allah But like me, believe in making dollars 'Cause even when, yo, niggaz, be untrue You know the still good to you
Yes, yes Some in love and some believe in friends But like me, believe in making ends 'Cause when, yo, bitch wants to trick around You know the got you safe and sound
Ooh, yeah, and sound, yeah Safe and sound, baby, ooh, Safe and sound yeah, safe and
Gotta let you know, let you know Gotta let you know, in the house