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Yeah, gangsta Dresta steps in this muthafucka |
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And this one goes out tah all the O.G.'s out there |
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And I can't forget about the baby gangstaz, what's up niggaz |
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My nigga they came back with some of that old school |
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Original west coast shit nigga that |
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Got all of y'all in this dig in the first place yeah so run that shit E, yeah |
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Cruisin' down tha street in my '64 |
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Jackin' tha freaks clocking tha dough |
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Went to tha park tah get the scoop |
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Knuckleheads out there come shootin' some hoop |
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A car pulls up who can it be |
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A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G |
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He rolled down his window and he started to say |
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It's all about makin' that GTA |
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'Cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hard |
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Ya come talkin' that trash we'll pull ya cord |
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Knowin' nuthin' in life but tah be legit |
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Don't quote me boy 'cuz I ain't said shit |
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Straight up, straight up |
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Straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit |
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Straight up, straight up |
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Straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit |
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Dotomy's in tha place tah give me the pace |
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He said my man JD is on free base |
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Tha boy JD was a friend of mine |
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'Til I caught him in my car trying tah steal a alpine |
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I chase him up tha street tah call a truce |
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Tha silly cluckhead pulls out a deuce deuce |
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Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge |
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One sucka dead L.A. Times front page |
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'Cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hard |
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Ya come talkin' that trash we'll pull ya cord |
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Knowin' nuthin' in life but tah be legit |
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Don't quote me boy 'cuz I ain't said shit |
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Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang |
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Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang |
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Bored as fuck and I wanna get ill |
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So I went to a place where my home boyz chill |
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Niggaz out there makin' that dolla' |
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I pulled up in my '64 Impala |
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They greet me wit a 40 and I start drinkin' |
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And from tha 8-ball my breath start stinkin' |
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Enough tah get my girl tah rock that body |
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Before I left I hit tha Bacardi |
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I went to her house tah get her out of the pad |
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Dumb hoe said something that made me mad |
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She said something that I couldn't believe |
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So I grabbed tha stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave |
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She started talkin' shit what did ya know |
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Reached back like a pimp slapped tha hoe |
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Her father jumped up and he started tah shout |
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So I bombed on pops knocked his old ass out |
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'Cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hard |
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Ya come talkin' that trash we'll pull ya cord |
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Knowin' nuthin' in life but tah be legit |
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Don't quote me boy 'cuz I ain't said shit |
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And if a sucka talks shit I give him a |
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And if a sucka talks shit I give him a |
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And if a sucka talks shit I give him a |
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Now I'm rollin' hard now under control |
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Them wrapped tha '64 around a telephone pole |
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I looked at my car and I said,\"Oh brother\" |
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Thrown in the gutter and go buy another |
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Walkin' home and I see tha G-ride |
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Now Kat is drivin' Kilo on tha side |
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As they busted a you they got pulled over |
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A undercovered cop in a dark green Nova |
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Now Kat got beat for resisting arrest |
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He socked tha pig in tha head for rippin' his guess, no |