Death Row Chain
The Game
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I was just a young nigga on the block Just a young nigga on the block Said I was just a young nigga on the block Just another young nigga on the block Suge signed Pac, it was on, 'cause I f*ck with Dre Straight Outta Compton was a product of N.W.A But shit everything changed when Ice Cube went solo Riding shotgun in my brother Fase low-low On my way to school, having shoot outs with the cholos If it wasn't them, we getting jacked by the popo In the tenth grade smoking weed on the low though My momma ain't know though, back of the class With a Source magazine just flipping through the photos F*ck with Reasonable Doubt but not when Pac was on the road though Nineteen ninety five I started to bang And I would do anything for one of them Death Row chains A nigga would do anything for one of them Death Row chains Even though he was born on the East, Pac was accepted here Especially rocking that chain with that electric chair I set back and watched him, threw up the West side As Suge, Pac, Snoop and Dre hit the cover of the Vibe'96, it was on I took a Death Row sticker then slapped it on the chrome Riding down Rosecrans with my hand on the toast Stuck at a light, bumping "two of Amerikaz Most" I used to spray it on a locker, a nigga run up I yell, "Death Row" and sock him and I kept a gun tucked Selling weed with my nigga Sonic All we used to listen to was Doggystyle, All Eyez on Me and The Chronic Then a couple Long Beach niggas changed the game Daz and Kurupt, nigga, f*ck O-Dog and Caine But when Dr. Dre left, shit wasn't the same And I would've did anything for that nigga Death Row chain A nigga would do anything for one of them Death Row chains Dre started Aftermath and found Em Eazy-E died from AIDS but why him? Snoop signed to P, Suge signed Left Eye Death Row fell apart, what happened to the West side? I used to smoke and just sit in the truck I was forced to bang Biggie and Puff I was mad at niggas, felt Death Row ain't give us enough And for that we ain't giving a f*ck The whole coast split up, now Dre in New York working with Nas And Pac stomping niggas out inside the Mirage I saw it on the news and I knew it was on They say the look on Pac face, nigga knew he was wrong Knew he was gone, stomp the nigga two minutes long Know I'm repping West side, putting you in the song, damn 2Pac got smoked by Baby Lane And both of them niggas dead over a fucking Death Row chain A nigga would do anything for one of them Death Row chains
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Written by: Jayceon Taylor
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