(Talking)
Ah yeah, uh, uh, holler if ya hear me, uh, yeah
(Verse one)
Here we go
Turn it up
Let's start
From block to block
We're snatchin' hearts
And jackin' marks
And tha punk police can't fade me
And maybe
We can have peace someday, G
But right now I got my mind set up
Lookin' down the battel of my 9
Get up
'Cause it's time to make the pay back phat
To my brothers on the block
Better stay strapped, black
And accept no substitutes
I bring thruth to the youth tear the roof off the old school
Oh no, I won't turn the other cheek
In case you can't see us while we burn the other week
Now we gotta make it smash
Blast
How long will it last?
Till the broke get more cash
Until then
Raise up
Tell my young black males
Blaze up
Life's a mess, don't stress
Test
I'm givin' what we pay for that you're livin'
Much love to my brothers in the pen
See ya when I free ya
If not, when they shut me in
Once again, is there no one else strapped?
Keep ya hands on ya gat
Now ya boys watch ya back
'Cause in the alleys of Cali I'ma tell ya
Mess with the best and the vest couldn't help ya
Scream, if ya feel me
See it clearly?
You're too near me
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(Verse two)
Pump ya fists like this
Holler if ya hear me
(pump, pump) If ya pissed
To the sell-outs livin' it up
One way or another you'll be givin' it out
I guess 'cause I'm black born
I'm supposed to say peace, sing songs and get capped on
But it's time for the new plan, bam
I'll be swingin' like a one man clan
Here we go
Turn it up
Don't stop
To my homies on the block
Gettin' dropped by cops
I'm still around for ya
Keepin' my sound
Underground for ya
And I'ma throw a change up
Quayle, like you've never brought my name up
Now my homies in the backstreets
The blackstreets
They fear me when they're rollin' in they phat Jeeps
This ain't just a rap song
A black song
Tellin' all my brothers, get their strap on
And look for me in the struggle
Hustlin' to the other brother's bubble
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(Verse three)
Will I quit?
Will I quit?
They're claimin' that I'm violent
But still I kick
Representin'
Never guve up on a good thing
Wouldn't stop it if we could
It's a hood thing
And now I'm like a major threat
'Cause I remind you of the things you were made to forget
Bring the noise
To all my boys
Know the real from the bustas
And the decoys
And if ya hustle like a real G
Pump ya fists if ya feel me
Holler if ya hear me
Learn to survive in the nine-three
I make crime pay
I was in crime pay
Whatever it takes to make a stand
'Cause nobody else'll give a damn
So we live like a caged beasts
Waitin' for the day to let the rage free
Still me, till they kill me
I love it when they fear me
Holler if ya hear me
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