Lyrics:
Watching over me through every murder scene
From adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was gonna die
Selling dope to all the fiends, at times I want
my artillery
Watchin' over me through every murder scene
From adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was gonna die
Sellin' dope to all
keep walkin that walk
Never gonna let you win
Born winner so its only natural I stay on point
On beats like this
Made by Tobes
Heat like Coast
West,
Show 'em who the boss, when you niggas gonna learn
Show 'em who the boss, when you niggas gonna learn
Show 'em who the boss, when you niggas gonna
die
Try and pass it by
We’re all gonna die
The band still wants to play
The boys don’t want to stay
Island in the sea
No one left but me
Do you feel
I'm saying we ain't never gonna
Run though gonna run though
You playing but you got the
Right one though one though
You can get it now, boy, we get
on stage and grab the mic from
Someone else's? You know
This arena tomorrow
It’s gonna be a completely different set up
Some concert something like that
This
Travelled every endless highway
still we never got old
We are the legends
and legends never die
we may been a long time gone
but never gonna say goodbye
[Chorus: x2]
(What about us?) What about my niggas still out on the street?
(What about us?) What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
Gold On My Neck..
Karats 22,
I Just Bought Another Whip,
Other One Got Taken By The Blue..
If Sols Wanna Flex..
Then He Gonna Do.
20 On My Whip,
200
that he does, and it doesn't matter why, because he's going to die.
Okay, he was bit by a dog last week, that's why he limps. Okay? And it wasn't his
And you still can hear me singin' to the people who don't listen,
To the things that I am sayin', prayin' someone's gonna hear.
And I guess I'll die
like Brek if any might step
I've got the whole game tryna bury my rep
I'm ahead by much more than twenty-nine steps
Still got more than you ain't got any
still recorded
Stugangboys till I die right
And it started out on Harlan drive right
Taking L rides at the stop light
Up on Oak Street where we buy right
eyes… I…
I RESURRECT, cradle to the grave but there's one more step
Blood up in my veins still pumping still red
We all die in vain, but what you gonna do
on their hip hop stance
Stabilize your mind
Cuz time is passing by
You must go with it
I think about my problems puffin it
Still with my loyals
Turn temper tantrums into anthems
Put lips to ass and kiss the cracks
Spit your damnedest, you're still gonna hit the canvas
Rippin' rappers, veterans
And I know everything's gonna be okay, but I'm still broken, heart is swollen
Won't forget the love I've spoken
Hold up, hold up, stand by, don't you
Yes sir We ride
I got gang by my side
I got some pain Finna let it ride
He Gonna die if He try
God bless
Still be stressing
Look like we ain't learn
Its easy all you gotta do is beep me
Chorus x3
(Rapping while chorus is still going)
Master P:
We gonna ball till we fall
on the mic
So now I'm gonna put my heart on the line and speak from my soul
Untainted by time and unbound by fate
I bring fire to the session like a barbecue
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
are gonna ring
Freedom bells are gonna ring
Freedom bells are gonna ring
Everyday we know the King
Everyday we know the King
The kingdom calls us by our
Ayy, Suge what I tell you nigga
When I come out of jail what was I gonna do
I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right
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