Song | Adventures of... |
Artist | Above the Law |
Album | Legends |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Gulley, Hutchinson | |
To the people thats been locked away for a while | |
Keep your head up | |
To my peoples thats been strugglin all their life | |
Never give up (No never give up) | |
To my people that are lost along the way | |
I'll never forget (I'll never forget) | |
Live your life the way you have to to get ahead | |
With no regrets | |
I used to run with straight cap peelers | |
Hardcore killers | |
To the people next door I wasn't nothin but the dope dealer | |
Stayin up all night to make ends meet | |
Ya, cuz livin in the ghetto ain't cheap | |
And ask me do my momma know a thing - hell nah | |
Cuz she gon be the first to turn me into the law | |
I got tired of seeing the drama on her face | |
All stressed out and depressed tryin to keep the place | |
So I worked odd job after odd job for the man | |
But that didn't even get my ends close enough to shake hands | |
I'm stressed out right about now | |
So I hooked up with the homey from the streets to put it down | |
He said you make 2 G's a drop | |
Nigga don't be flossin about it or your ass sure to get popped | |
Thinkin to myself I'ma do this for now | |
Come up and blow up and move moms in the cut | |
I'm doing about six drops a week | |
I'm knowin niggaz from everyhood - partner it's all good | |
I'm in school tryin to live out moms dream | |
Outsell y'all and make a bomb ass smoke screen | |
Locked in the game doin my thang like Bruce Wayne | |
Tryin to ease momma pain and stop the rain | |
I thank God I never been to the pen | |
But if I had to I'd do it again | |
Y'all better ask somebody | |
[Phone rings] | |
What's up man, this is Vin man | |
-yo what's hapnin man | |
I got some drama with some old playa haters | |
-ah man, that's why you was blowin me up man? (-stop through) | |
old horny ass, I'll be there in a mintue | |
Like G's we roll with the ass rocked | |
Like G's we roll with the tops down | |
Like G's we coast til homey past the post | |
Cuz yo we finna get fucked up | |
I say uhhh kick the ? and uhhh | |
Can you fell my illustration | |
I'm thick for the penetration | |
No hesitation I step to a f blowin the dust off her shelf | |
I'm kinda horny - I just bounced from the county | |
So if you don't mind me absorbing the womb | |
Hit it smooth then slide out the room | |
After making you assume the position | |
Now I'm in the twist after goin on a mission | |
Gotta spit at my homeys though - you know my peoples | |
Yeah the ones in the hill plus the folks in the hood - we all equal | |
I was talkin to my partner the other day | |
We was sitting in the mall parking lot | |
He was bout to serve three chicken wings | |
He said "shit ain't changed, homey, shit ain't changed" | |
So uh, strap for strap even though I rap | |
Ain't know way in the hell I can watch my own back | |
So I got my brother on the right and my brother on the left | |
One in a khaki suit, the other one well dressed | |
Hit you ass like the stealth - Above the Law | |
Too much caviar, put holes through ya, lick you thorough your radar | |
See I'm pistol whipping clicks with my lyrics | |
I'm on a cheddar run so my family benefits | |
I through the videos on the table for my young ones | |
Let the maid know that I'm out - y'all I'm on one | |
To meet with some real conglomerates on the street for some heat | |
Then we smoke baby, then we drink baby | |
Now my homies, I love my Cali scene | |
It's the real thing, it's the real thing |
zuo ci : Gulley, Hutchinson | |
To the people thats been locked away for a while | |
Keep your head up | |
To my peoples thats been strugglin all their life | |
Never give up No never give up | |
To my people that are lost along the way | |
I' ll never forget I' ll never forget | |
Live your life the way you have to to get ahead | |
With no regrets | |
I used to run with straight cap peelers | |
Hardcore killers | |
To the people next door I wasn' t nothin but the dope dealer | |
Stayin up all night to make ends meet | |
Ya, cuz livin in the ghetto ain' t cheap | |
And ask me do my momma know a thing hell nah | |
Cuz she gon be the first to turn me into the law | |
I got tired of seeing the drama on her face | |
All stressed out and depressed tryin to keep the place | |
So I worked odd job after odd job for the man | |
But that didn' t even get my ends close enough to shake hands | |
I' m stressed out right about now | |
So I hooked up with the homey from the streets to put it down | |
He said you make 2 G' s a drop | |
Nigga don' t be flossin about it or your ass sure to get popped | |
Thinkin to myself I' ma do this for now | |
Come up and blow up and move moms in the cut | |
I' m doing about six drops a week | |
I' m knowin niggaz from everyhood partner it' s all good | |
I' m in school tryin to live out moms dream | |
Outsell y' all and make a bomb ass smoke screen | |
Locked in the game doin my thang like Bruce Wayne | |
Tryin to ease momma pain and stop the rain | |
I thank God I never been to the pen | |
But if I had to I' d do it again | |
Y' all better ask somebody | |
Phone rings | |
What' s up man, this is Vin man | |
yo what' s hapnin man | |
I got some drama with some old playa haters | |
ah man, that' s why you was blowin me up man? stop through | |
old horny ass, I' ll be there in a mintue | |
Like G' s we roll with the ass rocked | |
Like G' s we roll with the tops down | |
Like G' s we coast til homey past the post | |
Cuz yo we finna get fucked up | |
I say uhhh kick the nbsp? and uhhh | |
Can you fell my illustration | |
I' m thick for the penetration | |
No hesitation I step to a f blowin the dust off her shelf | |
I' m kinda horny I just bounced from the county | |
So if you don' t mind me absorbing the womb | |
Hit it smooth then slide out the room | |
After making you assume the position | |
Now I' m in the twist after goin on a mission | |
Gotta spit at my homeys though you know my peoples | |
Yeah the ones in the hill plus the folks in the hood we all equal | |
I was talkin to my partner the other day | |
We was sitting in the mall parking lot | |
He was bout to serve three chicken wings | |
He said " shit ain' t changed, homey, shit ain' t changed" | |
So uh, strap for strap even though I rap | |
Ain' t know way in the hell I can watch my own back | |
So I got my brother on the right and my brother on the left | |
One in a khaki suit, the other one well dressed | |
Hit you ass like the stealth Above the Law | |
Too much caviar, put holes through ya, lick you thorough your radar | |
See I' m pistol whipping clicks with my lyrics | |
I' m on a cheddar run so my family benefits | |
I through the videos on the table for my young ones | |
Let the maid know that I' m out y' all I' m on one | |
To meet with some real conglomerates on the street for some heat | |
Then we smoke baby, then we drink baby | |
Now my homies, I love my Cali scene | |
It' s the real thing, it' s the real thing |
zuò cí : Gulley, Hutchinson | |
To the people thats been locked away for a while | |
Keep your head up | |
To my peoples thats been strugglin all their life | |
Never give up No never give up | |
To my people that are lost along the way | |
I' ll never forget I' ll never forget | |
Live your life the way you have to to get ahead | |
With no regrets | |
I used to run with straight cap peelers | |
Hardcore killers | |
To the people next door I wasn' t nothin but the dope dealer | |
Stayin up all night to make ends meet | |
Ya, cuz livin in the ghetto ain' t cheap | |
And ask me do my momma know a thing hell nah | |
Cuz she gon be the first to turn me into the law | |
I got tired of seeing the drama on her face | |
All stressed out and depressed tryin to keep the place | |
So I worked odd job after odd job for the man | |
But that didn' t even get my ends close enough to shake hands | |
I' m stressed out right about now | |
So I hooked up with the homey from the streets to put it down | |
He said you make 2 G' s a drop | |
Nigga don' t be flossin about it or your ass sure to get popped | |
Thinkin to myself I' ma do this for now | |
Come up and blow up and move moms in the cut | |
I' m doing about six drops a week | |
I' m knowin niggaz from everyhood partner it' s all good | |
I' m in school tryin to live out moms dream | |
Outsell y' all and make a bomb ass smoke screen | |
Locked in the game doin my thang like Bruce Wayne | |
Tryin to ease momma pain and stop the rain | |
I thank God I never been to the pen | |
But if I had to I' d do it again | |
Y' all better ask somebody | |
Phone rings | |
What' s up man, this is Vin man | |
yo what' s hapnin man | |
I got some drama with some old playa haters | |
ah man, that' s why you was blowin me up man? stop through | |
old horny ass, I' ll be there in a mintue | |
Like G' s we roll with the ass rocked | |
Like G' s we roll with the tops down | |
Like G' s we coast til homey past the post | |
Cuz yo we finna get fucked up | |
I say uhhh kick the nbsp? and uhhh | |
Can you fell my illustration | |
I' m thick for the penetration | |
No hesitation I step to a f blowin the dust off her shelf | |
I' m kinda horny I just bounced from the county | |
So if you don' t mind me absorbing the womb | |
Hit it smooth then slide out the room | |
After making you assume the position | |
Now I' m in the twist after goin on a mission | |
Gotta spit at my homeys though you know my peoples | |
Yeah the ones in the hill plus the folks in the hood we all equal | |
I was talkin to my partner the other day | |
We was sitting in the mall parking lot | |
He was bout to serve three chicken wings | |
He said " shit ain' t changed, homey, shit ain' t changed" | |
So uh, strap for strap even though I rap | |
Ain' t know way in the hell I can watch my own back | |
So I got my brother on the right and my brother on the left | |
One in a khaki suit, the other one well dressed | |
Hit you ass like the stealth Above the Law | |
Too much caviar, put holes through ya, lick you thorough your radar | |
See I' m pistol whipping clicks with my lyrics | |
I' m on a cheddar run so my family benefits | |
I through the videos on the table for my young ones | |
Let the maid know that I' m out y' all I' m on one | |
To meet with some real conglomerates on the street for some heat | |
Then we smoke baby, then we drink baby | |
Now my homies, I love my Cali scene | |
It' s the real thing, it' s the real thing |