Lyrics:
got popped by Ross
Crash unit, buzz cut ex-marines
Crenshaw, Slauson Ave 17
Infant Stone, Lil' Shady, Baby Bolt Da Fatts laid a demonstration
85
him of GZA back then I was a cold
Little nigga painting pictures
Avalon did that, six pack
Raised by them killers that’ll never
Bring them kids back
Watching whole cars as they went flying past
I couldn’t paint so I rhymed to the writers
They’d laugh, light up a smoke, and get blinded by their lighters
ain?t right, by the time you could afford it the car ain?t important
In the streets silent, it?s just I and - cops keep firin? in my environment
Leavin?
of them cars
Ain't no more drive-bys, they chasin' shit
Tryna catch a nigga and erase his shit
Opps lived last night, so tonight
We finna slide back
Two
[2Pac]
Live back at 'cha Westside baaaaby
Aight fuck it, we gone flip some new shit now
You heard "All Eyez on Me," niggaz know what time it is
some killers
Car stealers, big time drug dealers
Bitch ass niggas keep it real, don't lie
You ain't killin shit and they gon' let shit die
You ask,
And tell that killer Netanyahu
He should feel fear
The old live through us and
Guarantee the children will care
Criminal, not invincible and you know it
to the suites, anywhere we can meet
Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet
Worldwide, get swept away by the tide
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride
half empty. You might be in your dad's car by now, your bags and things piled high in the trunk. The girls in the back of the bus are shrieking
the killers then got shot
They say you die by how you live so I'm gone die right with my Glock
Forever riding with my brothers drop the lo I'm at the spot
We
Six cars 'case I need to get the hell on (Swervo)
Made my first ticket, blew that right back on the block (Essex, on foe'nem)
Long live Von, we was
Po-po's guessin if the stolen car gonna do a drive-by
Wet em up from his shoulders, leave him bye-bye
Now mama cry-cry, but it ain't my time to either
Po-po's guessin if the stolen car gonna do a drive-by
Wet em up from his shoulders, leave him bye-bye
Now mama cry-cry, but it ain't my time to either
I got my heart on my sleeve and my blade on my hip
Need a w by any means watch me flip
Surviving off a tea and the fucking schmole hits
Uchiha blood
Biggie-Biggie-Biggie Smalls is the illest
Uh, yeah
Biggie-Biggie-Biggie Smalls is the illest
Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one
Representin' BK
You were a ten, ten years ago
Am I right, who you calling?
Maybe New Orleans
Where your Mother lives with your brother's kids
Because he locked up cause
Told lil bro he cant ride in the car on live
he might catch a muder on camera
Dropped out of school
cause a wise man said dont go if you gotta take
the car with anything worth saving
A mug and a lamp and a childhood map
My grandma is crying as we pull away
Then drive up the coast and halfway thru
ed, tell a story of the streets
[big ed]
My nigga jay got his ass snatched, why wasn't he strapped
Kidnapped by four niggas dressed in black
Ahh dats
Rina i can hear myself good now
You're good now, haha
Haunted by the memories of you in this life
Man, I've met so many dudes
That were jealous
the whole clip till I'm
Pulling up in my parking spot
No more drive-bys at home when my car gone stop
I do it for the money, do it for the money
Hoes know,
the whole clip till I'm
Pulling up in my parking spot
No more drive-bys at home when my car gone stop
I do it for the money, do it for the money
Hoes know,
A homicide Murderer that's his new calling
He goes by the book but he wants to live lawless
They call it a suicide call it a sacrifice call it an accident what
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