Static, Quik, not a gangster, we're not static
Some believe in love and believe in friends But, niggaz, like me believe in making even when your bitch wants to trick around You know the money's got you and sound
Now I'm 'bout to take it back to '84, I was fourteen Kickin' back in the trees, West Side, if you And, four-thirty-six, Spruce was the spot me, Wayne, Mike, Shot, Nookie, Slug and Rock
Donzelly, if ya with me, than let shit, kick If your head ain't spinning from dippin' all them 'Cause way back in the day used love a wet baggie Screaming, HORALE, ESE, them laces on a caddy
And you couldn't a hit from that Buddah, Tye round and round the driveway, now it's coming my way And I'm out at a young age And the whole street was my stage
Peep, now back I was in the eighth grade, steady But niggaz, my age was getting paid, Yeah, like nigga, Zam or even young, Blue They made they million by the age of, twenty-two
Like, Dan from block, him and little Motor James Piru Street, with them boulders Rest in peace, little Noopy, he didn't have to Rollin' to the 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 kick back and just collect the wealth
And now I'm thinking, ain't fly, about these dirty ass, khakis dingy, prowings tackie This could be a way to flip that little, funky, dollars, that I earned Right then, is I learned that
believe in Jesus, some believe in Allah But niggaz like me, believe in making even when, yo, niggaz, wanna be untrue You know the money's good to you
Yes, yes Some believe in love and some believe in But niggaz like me, believe in ends 'Cause even when, yo, bitch wants to trick You know the got you safe and sound
Peep, I gets a dub on the first and fifteenth, for a So, instead of spending it up, I my money to Jack Now she in the Regal and said, "I'll be right back" When she came in, she put me down with a sack
I turned my into eighty and that was my profit I'm keepin' my rocks in the house and not in my Sister, Jackie in the kitchen some boiling water, baking soda Fresh powder, baby bottles, making more
Checking a fat grip, slanging to tricks Donzelly, dippin' sticks, and bought 'em a six And five-hundred, block, peach, thangs, ya see Moving after gallon and key after key
I'm telling you, I done, it all From, niggaz, hitting the and the pass out on the wall From cluckers, wanting a hit so bad, let there panties fall Teeth rotten, hair and whole checks, get blown
But then, I'm breaking these pebbles like Bam Bam them, splitting rocks, to the 'em, tic-toc I went from wearing to Sergio Teccini While my is disappearing like the great Houdini
I bought a of clothes, all of my equipment And getting new with each and every shipment Money gets made and money spent And how jealous niggaz acting, only makes it evident that
Some believe in Jesus, some believe in But niggaz like me, believe in dollars even when, yo, niggaz, wanna be untrue You know the money's good to you
Yes, yes Some in love and some believe in friends But like me, believe in making ends 'Cause even when, yo, bitch wants to trick You the money's got you safe and sound
Check, now in 1981, away to L.A. My niggaz, playa, Ham and Gina gave me a place to On my way up from bottom rock, bitches, starting to 'Cause my hair is getting longer and games, getting
To my own weight, I went and got me a job But by then, Ham and Gina really 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 that hair an Rolling up and the street in that, rag seven with Darren
Shaby, feathered, as he swerved In the 'E l Co-P, 6, away from the curve Big jam, L.A Mike, Darryl, Nicki on the That Top Big Shane, and Tweed rolling up the weed
And hoes, come and go in and out door, leaving with some, nut in they mouth I'm making a of pimpin' so you fools can't trip 'Cause though, I love God, I also love my grip
believe in Jesus, some believe in Allah But niggaz me, believe in making dollars even when, yo, niggaz, wanna be untrue You the money's still good to you
Yes, yes Some in love and some believe in friends But niggaz me, believe in making ends 'Cause even when, yo, bitch to trick around You know the money's got you and sound
Ooh, yeah, safe and sound, Safe and sound, baby, ooh, Safe and yeah, safe and sound
Gotta let you know, let you know Gotta let you know, in the house