This for my nigga C-Murder, locked away This for the nigga conscious that took Pac away This For The Niggas screaming On Me But Not Today This for the niggas thinking' I was all Dr. Dre This For The Magasin Writers words with a Lot Say Come To My Hood It enough Good We Cocking Spray Keep It Gully Like we are For Rock AWAY Trick Gangsta Rap Like A hood Come through the hood with a model chick that I got from 'Ye And Rose Phantom Limitage Just a Block Away So Let the Beat Not While you bob your head, I switch cars Jump in the C.L., Smoother than Pete Rock air Max 95, flow classic like reboc Members O1 try Lay Me Down like Shirak R.i.P To All Them Niggas And All My Niggas
Don't Don't End Up dead Nigga Don't Don't up Dead
One thing about me, always keep it real with myself Like Nas, I'm Ill Will with myself And I can feel the pain of Ms. Wallace I wish Chris was here, so he could see C.J. blow Like the paint on this Impala Tell Afeni to holla if she need another son that rap Pac's revenge And I got a gun that clap like Dr. Dre snares Blow chronic like Dr. Dre cares I been there, done that Dr. Dre shares all his bitches and his liquor He ain't call me for Detox, but that's my nigga Remember Who Brought Em Back To Compton And 23 year Old Me was a fuckin Monsters Still Niggas Say I Ain't Hood what Fuck They Taking Bout Like I want Kiss My Son on the Head nd Chuck em out What up 50? Let's talk it out But until we talk it out
Don't Don't End Up dead Nigga Don't Don't up Dead
I remember when my older brother wanted to be Rakim Now I'm livin' his dream, cause somebody shot him And left me like Eric B. without Rakim Still payed them for like B.B.S stock Rims Now I Got California locked In Dip in this Beamer, Same model, different year they shot Pac in So whats The Top 10 If You Dead Who Drop This Lamborghini If I'm In the feds To Times Feeling spelling my Nights Up In The Bed But I'm From Compton so When I'm Out Its Infrared Get My Son ready For School nd I kiss His Heads So When You See My Face In The Mirror If i End Up Dead Bed Never War Bullet Proof Vest and No Got Bullet Proof Car You Know Me Westside Triple O.G And I'ma tell you like the homie Snoop Dogg told me
