D] My Nigga, my Nigga I'm here to say to You try to tell it Can even spell it It's about respect For God knows you was talking too And the slap came
you You music touched us, and the people we buzzin It's all about Pac, yea the angels with the broken wings Rose from concrete, he's still here is what
the land, it's a concrete jungle A tear for the gangstaz, O.Z.'s and bundoes A tear drop for the clown I put under You know, I been livin like this for
in city er town red Knuckle up like we do in this gang fight Fuckin with this U.N is like fuckin with dynamites And when it's time to ride I ain't afraid
I said, "what's up Cookie? how'd you do?" She said, "cool, reach under the bar, so I can give you these feelings" We always did it like that, case the
know! Uhh, Ice Cube and E-40 up in this motherfucker (Ice Cube and E-40) For those that don't know, we do it like this (like how?) We do it like this (
what you wanna do? (Party!) Randy Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Nat The Cat, you're in the house tonight, what you wanna do? (Party
s do this shit I'ma start this bitch off, and y'all run it, check it, uhh On your marks, get set, go for what you know It's the #1 crew in your area,
you know the trunk still banging Neighborhood woke up, popped up choked up Hummer still smoked up, concrete broke up Time to lay it down, like Big Ball & G It's
, you know the trunk still banging Neighborhood woke up, popped up choked up Hummer still smoked up, concrete broke up Time to lay it down, like Big Ball & G It
wrong... Yo, Blank, I know you did wrong, brotha... Sometimes you gotta go wrong to learn what's right... You know what I'm talking about? I know you do
go by what he say Just need you to know that it's no lee-way, and the tables are turned, go DJ So you know what that blindfold's for That bloodshed's
the booth, you know we keep it street Then I let you know we keep it gangsta, haters I thank you for hating Ain't no escaping the raping, while you be
[Willie D] My Nigga, my Nigga I'm here to say to You try to tell it Can even spell it It's about respect For God knows you was talking too And the slap
by what he say Just need you to know that it's no lee-way, and the tables are turned, go DJ So you know what that blindfold's for That bloodshed's a secret
now you realize it’s not all that it’s cracked up to be. You realize that it’s fucked up! It ain’t nothin like the shit you saw on tv. Palm trees and