~Static~ "Quik you're not a gangster we're not" ~Static~

Some beleive in love and some beleive in friends

But niggaz like me beleive in making ends

Cause even when your bitch wants to trick around

You know the moneys got you safe and sound

Now i'm bout to take it back to 84 when I was 14

Kickin back in the trees

Westside if you please

And 436 west spruce was the spot

With me Wayne Mike Shot Nookie Slug, and Rock,

Donzelly if ya with me than let that shit kick

If your head aint spinning from dippin all them sticks

Cause way back in the day they used love a wet baggie

Screaming "HORALE ESE" with them laces on a caddy

And you could'nt deny

A hit from that buddah tye

Going round and round the driveway

Now it's coming my way

And i'm zoned out at a young age

And the whole spruce street was my stage

Peep now back then I was in the 8th grade steady

But niggaz my age was getting paid already

Yeah like that nigga Zam or even young Blue

They made they first million by the age of 22

Like Dan from Cedar block him and little Motor

James from Piru street with them boulders

Rest in peace little Noopy he did'nt have to brag

Rollin to the 10 grade in a fint 0 rag

Well Goddamn how can I be down?

I ask my sister Jack for some help and she told me look around.

Nigga they don't sell dope it sells itself

While they kickback and just collect the wealth

And now i'm thinking ain't nothing fly about these dirty ass khakis

T-shirt dingy, prowings tackie

This could be a way to flip that little funky twenty dollars that I earned

Right then is when I learned that

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Some believe in Jesus

some b