(feat. Suga Free)



[Chucky:]

Hey yo...

We flyin high speed

Boss major league

smokin on that great weed

West Coast baby

When we bubble it's like this...

"bub bub bub bub   bub bub bub bub"



[DJ Quik:]

Hey

Shemar Moore said i'm doing the crip walk

"crip walk?! aww you clowinin"

i shoulda smeared off his lip gloss

keep it Compton cause gangsta just ain't meanin a thing

when yall can come comercialize it with R&B singing

sucka i did speed knots

dealt with these rocks

hit with these glocks

tell them niggas im not

pimpin ya'll to the bone

stuff in my dogg tags

gangsta broom stick that im stuffin in yall fags

cause everybody wanna be Pac

but dont nobody wanna fill them shoes before they feel them shots

and Mausberg is the Realist (forever)

but all it took was a punk couple cowards bullets to close his book

so fuck it

FTPD thats what we yellin

dump ten times with a nine and keep bailin

what can yall do?

What you already could?

Beat me down, drag me up and drop me in a crip hood?

I'm trouble



[Chucky:]

Young stars rollin 

trouble in beemers or benz

slowly down the street

I an I cherry hold a medi pon di green or mi fairy

whats life without a dream?



[Suga Free:]

Now baby, name one thing I did where you'll find free 

Now you're right, you probably didnt have to mind that last muthafucka you was with  

but bitch you gonna mind me 

mayday mayday 

Suga Free up to the pullpit 

because everybody know that the whole congregation needs a lil bullshit 

"Where Rochelle?" 

I dont know man 

After she put her panties on she went in the house 

and i think this time she really went to go tell 

but daddy want it 

because he can pick his lazy ass up from a strip club, go home, lay down and she can squat down and potty on him 

and to these high fickle beats 

R. Kelly went from nothing to platinum to getting cum smelling little girls bicycle seats     

and i aint trying to get my dick soft 

but im a pimp, i'm from Pomona 

i got a prostitute that'll take that couple hundred you can go piss off 

"Hey little man, where Patti went?" 

Probably in there waitin on my momma to leave so she can go upstairs and suck my daddy's dick 

Now run on 

God gonna love you because He already made His mind up 

He gonna love you whether you want Him to love you or not 

so get up GO! 



[Chucky:]

Young stars rollin 

trouble in beemers or benz

slowly down the street

I an I cherry hold a medi pon di green or mi fairy

whats life without a dream?



[DJ Quik:]

Compton

Dont make me blow up

I'm seizing

P the reason, you know

cause pimpin'll have you seein me with a bad ass ho

legendary my name

secondary you came

and you wont see me stop makin hits til i walk with a cane

yep i'm still 5' 11"

6 feet with shoes

Compton

OG nigga givin bitches the blues

etched in stone

making your bitch fetch the bone

I'm callin the cops

punk muthafuckas catch the phone

the walkie talkie, the two-way and all of the above

knifestick up they ass til we all see blood

now hold up...

i'm a cop too

"what?"

i'ma "cop" me a kilo of meth and try to have 'em tweekin like its '92

with Monte Carlos 

smoking European blunts

pop them E pills 

have that gold lace trippin round the whole place

Whats a six pack?

Sucka, cop the whole case

And when them marks come nigga crack they whole face

The way my glock cock keepin niggas full

got it spittin like that pitcher from the KC Royals

sock the PD

haters RIP

very sincerely yours,

QUIK

nigga peace



[Chucky:]

Young stars rollin 

trouble in beemers or benz

slowly down the street

I an I cherry hold a medi pon di green or mi fairy

whats life without a dream?