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'86 golf pads, cocoa sacks, single sacks, nickel sacks, rumble packs, switching back, gunshot!
Throw back music, that throw back music!
Gangster roll [?], R eight sevens, two elevens, one eight sevens, five point o mustang
Throw back music, that throw back music!
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Yeah, back in the day, you can remember
Young dumb and full of cum
Horseman, full shades, John Mere [?] bong
Used to live life with no fear
Fresh faced niggers getting thrown off the fence
[?] trucks motherfucker! Ever get jacked with a truck, motherfucker?
Crenshaw, Sunday nights was on deck
[?] the homies had curls and combs
The homies used to meet up on Mount Vern
Triple and double, with the hood to get under
It was all about fellas, banging with straight
And then came K's, and then spray paints
And when K spread, everything stopped!
This was after the 9, and before the Glock
Girls had [?] braids so, so thick
Crack hit the hood, watch us work this game
S curls, K Swiss, Turkish chains
You had to pick a side to ride, rider
Dark blue khakis, black, green or flamed
Purple or dark brown, I tell you the reals!
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Nigger, Washington High losing to Hawthorne High!
[?], then they go and get high!
I got the alchool, remember 8-ball?
Every time you drink it, you break a nigger's jaw!
[?] Co-ed Gym, what's the words?
I used to sneak some of the big homie's Thunderbirds!
The Latino homies, they own Budweiser
Mad Dog turning 20 into 22's
Everything's game, insane in the brain
[?] with the grape Kool-aid!
The big homies stayed, showing us things
Turned 16, started drinking Nitrene
Never gave a fuck, I had to do my own thing
Lost in the hood, couldn't move like I'm crippled
Before that I sipped some of grandma's Ripple!
They let the vampires out of Transylvania!
Everybody banged out, everybody's hard
It's all about pushing lines, and pulling niggers's cars!
But one thing I just can't get used to
Is busters, let me show you what we used to do!
outro
Come get high with me! Yeah, Kurupt, the one and only Kurupt Young Gotti, Neil Paul, Vitti, Stallone, The Juggernaut, Mad Deal, Hannibal the 8th, Troy Hood, nigger!
We're going to show you how we do it, this is the West Coast, back in the days, this is how we used to roll, nigger!
Yeah, deadliest turpentine! Swallow that, you sucker ass niggers! We're going to keep it real hood!
Death row Records! Yeah, you know what I've got nigger! Gestapo! Pentagon!
Riders, we're doing this!