00:00/00:00
外链地址
http://www.eemp3.com/audiofile/df09998e886cb7e8aa56c6bbd0af5ae2.mp3
点击复制Daz Dillinger - ***.
Written by：Calvin Broadus/Shante Franklin/Eric Dan/More
Yeah what I'ma do right here Is take my time
And dedicating this one to my niggas resting in peace
And my niggas behind the wall
See you when I get there you know what I'm saying
Really doe
So drip with me as I go down memory lane
Boy it's a loony where the grass is greener
1 8 7 ain't sh*t but a misdemeanor
I've seen a lot of niggas come up but few niggas done up
Some rest in peace with their khakis heavy squeezed
But it's a east side thang a hoo ride thang
'Cause if we ban g to the boogie than
We boogie to the bang
I bring you the motherf**king 38
Just get the mc and the homie nate
So we can slide slide slipperdy slide
As I take you on a trip ni**a ride
East side
Do you remember back on the east side
Where all us niggas used to love to ride
We didn't care what we did
Time was nothing to us we were just kids
Times are different now but you still get stuck
I'm not a kid no more I just don't give a f**k
So if you're thinking about coming and stepping to me
Keep this in mind I'm a motherf**king o g
Lets speed the clock up and pass some time
June 17th 1979
That's my first time being arrested
I know I did the crime
But I ain't going to confess to this sh*t
I learned than from the g's
A g is an overseer the overseer sees
More than you do 'cause he gets experienced
And besides I'm just a juvenile delinquent
So I was gone and I'm on my way home
My momma's going to get me and I flee with
She puts a jacket on my back and hands me a comb
We stop and frosty freeze for a couple snowcones
She telling me that I didn't need to do what I done
She said playing football should be your only fun son
I'm like allright so we enter the house
Come up to the door and pops fired to the mouth
I couldn't do nothing but cry like a b**ch
I looked at my momma and said damn why you snitch
They put me on punishment but that didn't work
Now wearing khakis wallabees and a t shirt
And throwing up the neighborhood gang sides
I do my first robbery and now I gotta do time
My homie told me one day he had a jack move
He said come on nate dogg It'll be smooth
I agreed and said come on let's go and jack them fools
Next day we were draped in the county blues
I went and did a little time
In the bucket see seventeen years
Saying to myself I'll never f**k with that ni**a again
'Fore I'm locked down I learned to be
What I am now and that's a motherf**king o g
Original gangsta
I grew up in the city as a chap faced the trials
Never smiled became a gangster in the meanwhile
You'd find me swearing and lying trying to be an o g
Beating the sh*t out of niggas for guess some hillfigers
The man behind the trigger committing robberies
With the homies no one could stop nobody knew me
Breaking niggas for showing sucker niggas better know me
Because we ain't letting the bullshit slide no more
Do your wear ni**a and kick in your front door
To let you know we can't take no more
Feeling revenge killing enemies family and friends
And let you pay the cost for my homie's life it's lost
Toss a coin in the air run my fingers through my hair
And ask myself who the f**k should I really fear
I ran around with the best killers
Thug criminals and ** dealers
Blasting niggas if they come near us
With evil spirits no one could help us if we could
Knock on wood for good luck
Serve every ni**a in your hood with a buck now you've been struck
Stood gangsta in a static gangsta mack
A grown child laying niggas the f**k down
Original gangsta
Coming from long beach
The town by the sea where niggas know me
Coming from the east side
You're f**king with the pound oh ni**a please
C o b 's can't see the d o double g's
O g 's repeat 5 times
Shout outs to my ni**a mr d a z
Shout outs to my ni**a mr warren g
Shout outs to my ni**a s n double o p
Shout outs to my niggas c style and me
Yeah straight up based on a true story
You know what I'm saying it's a g thang baby
Original gangsta
You trick a** b**ch