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Neva Left的歌词
Dogg what up mane
Word on the streets is you ain't what you used to be
I gang bang to the fullest
A lot of niggas talk about it
But they really don't do it do they
So I'm doin' it for y'all
Marco I bust I'ma ruin it for y'all
Stomp that strap up mash up
And get it crackin' with the slapper jacker
Smacker rapper Nah nigga that ain't me
Gangsta Yeah nigga can't you see
Rider like the tonners on my Chevrolet
West Coast motherfucker that's the only way
Yeah homie what you say
Home of the Wook Wok and Gunplay
A lot of homies shoot to J
But most of 'em prefer to shoot the K
Yeah that's the good life
And where we come from loc that's the hood life
Where you mama and daddy
Told to set up out the room while they swingin' the caddy
That's on the set that's on they neck
Streets sweet with the heat yep they stay on deck
I'm dazed and blazed no confusin' I'm choosin'
This time I was raised
I bring that out and bag it up no doubt
Swing it out and let it up and bang that out
This Crips nigga
That's crazy cuz
You know my whole life I wanted to be a gangsta mane
I used to see my OG home boys at King Park
Ridin' on bikes but they came with they flags on the end
See Stacey Adams fine woman
That shit was fast and late
The mouth gave us a bang bangin' and crack slangin'
Drivin' a fresh rock run 'em with blocks in 'em
Fresh out the county I'm boxin' 'em
Moved on up and bought a continental nigga I'm knockin' it
Now I'm rockin' it '61 blockin' it
If y'all ridin' by my nigga we cockin' it
We poppin' on imposters fake ass mobsters
East side niggas ain't no stoppin' us
My recipe is treachery
The best in me nigga the West to be
A better place for the one of Ace
Put a 9 millimetre in your fuckin' face
And let you say your grace before you have a taste
Of reality set in yeah this your fate
Now your homies at your funeral
Plottin' on some get back
But you can't get back 'cause nigga you dated
Another sad gangsta story
And usually ones with the territory
No nuts no glory
No pain no game
Life for a nigga growin' up in the game
This slangin' thang
Drinkin' sell a lil' cocaine
Get locked up for a minute now we in it to win it
Now everybody know me
They watchin' the makings of a real OG
Yeah they say if you watch somethin' long enough
You'll be comin'
You know they say imitation is the best form of flattery
That's what I was told
A lot of niggas is imitatin' me 'cause real gangsta shit
You ain't cut from it
You dig
Yeah scarin' all the white folk
While stayin' on the right note
And you can quote me if you want to
Don't say what you will do nigga what you gon' do
I'm live in the flesh
Empirical left 5 in his chest
Survive in the west
This a everyday cycle you never know what might go blam
And how you like me now
Crip 'til you slip Mr. Big Bow Wow
Yeah it's my chance to
I got ants in my pants and I needs to get 'em
I go for broke no joke
I gotta put my drink down I'm tryna C walk loc
See come and take off it's break off
And make off with the cash at the pad
Boy a thick lil' bitch he super bad
Gangsta gangsta
Futuristic
Snoop Dogg
48 hunnid
C's up yeah
Shoot or shout out to my home boys
Harlem 30
Yeah real shit
All my niggas on the East coast
60's A Train Hooters
Main Street all my niggas in Compton
And the South side ya dig
Nutty
Santana
Oh can't forget them Long Beach niggas
East side the same
Roll with 20 Crips
19th Street
West side you know what's hatnin'
Saten Day West Coast
North side on the block
All hood yeah
Crip shit
Word on the streets is you ain't what you used to be
I gang bang to the fullest
A lot of niggas talk about it
But they really don't do it do they
So I'm doin' it for y'all
Marco I bust I'ma ruin it for y'all
Stomp that strap up mash up
And get it crackin' with the slapper jacker
Smacker rapper Nah nigga that ain't me
Gangsta Yeah nigga can't you see
Rider like the tonners on my Chevrolet
West Coast motherfucker that's the only way
Yeah homie what you say
Home of the Wook Wok and Gunplay
A lot of homies shoot to J
But most of 'em prefer to shoot the K
Yeah that's the good life
And where we come from loc that's the hood life
Where you mama and daddy
Told to set up out the room while they swingin' the caddy
That's on the set that's on they neck
Streets sweet with the heat yep they stay on deck
I'm dazed and blazed no confusin' I'm choosin'
This time I was raised
I bring that out and bag it up no doubt
Swing it out and let it up and bang that out
This Crips nigga
That's crazy cuz
You know my whole life I wanted to be a gangsta mane
I used to see my OG home boys at King Park
Ridin' on bikes but they came with they flags on the end
See Stacey Adams fine woman
That shit was fast and late
The mouth gave us a bang bangin' and crack slangin'
Drivin' a fresh rock run 'em with blocks in 'em
Fresh out the county I'm boxin' 'em
Moved on up and bought a continental nigga I'm knockin' it
Now I'm rockin' it '61 blockin' it
If y'all ridin' by my nigga we cockin' it
We poppin' on imposters fake ass mobsters
East side niggas ain't no stoppin' us
My recipe is treachery
The best in me nigga the West to be
A better place for the one of Ace
Put a 9 millimetre in your fuckin' face
And let you say your grace before you have a taste
Of reality set in yeah this your fate
Now your homies at your funeral
Plottin' on some get back
But you can't get back 'cause nigga you dated
Another sad gangsta story
And usually ones with the territory
No nuts no glory
No pain no game
Life for a nigga growin' up in the game
This slangin' thang
Drinkin' sell a lil' cocaine
Get locked up for a minute now we in it to win it
Now everybody know me
They watchin' the makings of a real OG
Yeah they say if you watch somethin' long enough
You'll be comin'
You know they say imitation is the best form of flattery
That's what I was told
A lot of niggas is imitatin' me 'cause real gangsta shit
You ain't cut from it
You dig
Yeah scarin' all the white folk
While stayin' on the right note
And you can quote me if you want to
Don't say what you will do nigga what you gon' do
I'm live in the flesh
Empirical left 5 in his chest
Survive in the west
This a everyday cycle you never know what might go blam
And how you like me now
Crip 'til you slip Mr. Big Bow Wow
Yeah it's my chance to
I got ants in my pants and I needs to get 'em
I go for broke no joke
I gotta put my drink down I'm tryna C walk loc
See come and take off it's break off
And make off with the cash at the pad
Boy a thick lil' bitch he super bad
Gangsta gangsta
Futuristic
Snoop Dogg
48 hunnid
C's up yeah
Shoot or shout out to my home boys
Harlem 30
Yeah real shit
All my niggas on the East coast
60's A Train Hooters
Main Street all my niggas in Compton
And the South side ya dig
Nutty
Santana
Oh can't forget them Long Beach niggas
East side the same
Roll with 20 Crips
19th Street
West side you know what's hatnin'
Saten Day West Coast
North side on the block
All hood yeah
Crip shit