Lyrics:
shots to the streets my nigga
So niggas, they run and hide under bosses
No longer in California cause it's too many crosses
You fucked around and got
Lot of death in em' really ain't no peace til we pass
We was bagging up dog food purina by the half
I might bring the whole squad through so you can see
ain't take us long, to peep what's going on
The broke niggaz was weak, while the rich was strong we got it on
[Lil Mel]
By all means I had to get it,
nigga
California drippin' in my low-rider
Hit the switch, bounce, then it go higher
Def Jam, don't give a damn
Rollin' Backwoods by the gram
We
[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
like a coma you are dead but alive
Cemetery of the live no living just survive
Must thrive before the dead arrive
No regrets there ain't revive
Worst way
No more said, knew your chump ass was dead
When I saw the four four reflecting off your shiny forehead
It's Wu-Tang nigga, ain't nothing changed nigga
surprise
I got a Californa queen sleepin by my side
She's about 5'5, with a body of a queen
Type of girl ya keep around it ain't no 1 night fling
And me
See I'm tryna put on for the fam
You ain't fw then now look where I am
See I'm just tryna put on for the state
301 where I'm from ain't no other way
calls to bail sheets, it ain't no tellin'
If I wake up in the county in my jail sheets
My intuitions and ambitions up in the late night
Probably
black kart, shopper of the year
Around the world and back, with no Visa
I get it so hot in here, it give you feaver
The watch that I'm wearing right
worth it
So I don't wanna hear any complaining from any person
That has not lived here cause that's an inaccurate version
And clear, I swear you ain't
but the heats too thick to breathe
Windy City Chi I blew by trying to manage time
But long as I ain't home in my room I can't complain
They tell me
Female: Uhhu& Sunny Day (Repeat 2X)
(2Pac: It's just another sunny day in California)
[Chorus]
It's just another sunny day another sunny day
And we
in that bitch by myself
I ain't never even think about a nigga callin' my baby mama to pick my son up to take him to the movies
Go play basketball
Mob ties no lie bitch we thugg it out
Bay shit 650 when we riding out
We be in the streets nigga we ain’t hiding out
Fuck police we don’t speak we
grapes
Till the juice runs off my chin
Trying to find a good life
Don't need no frills
Ain't looking for no gold
In the California hills
We're rolling
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No, would you come home to me?"
And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now
the sunrise
The road is never ending
Ain't no stopping at the red lights
Cant control the cravings
City skies and night life
Trying to find an angel
I don't
they might even keep you breathin'
Fuck your whole world up, you can't get down
Broke livin' on the streets and you can't skip town
But ain't no
we're not tryin to hear that...
Yo, forget it, we gonna kick it off like this:
(Ain't no doubt that we will
y'all don't just understand)
(Let me ask you
on a drank, smokin' on some stank
I'm with your bitch now I'm diggin' in the paint
Ice game chilly ain't no nigga fuckin' with me
Get high till it kill me,
Fuck The Rest
By: Luvinnia Flowers
My plug got the best
Rollin up no stress
When you fuckin with the A1
You say fuck the rest
My my
My plug got
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