OL' ENGLISH

Ol' English Ride by, gettin' high Smokin' on that chronic, drinkin' Ol' English Rags tied, gang side Tatters on my hat and Ol' English Drive by, mob side R.I.P. Texan Ol' English Westside till I die Niggaz pourin' out that Ol' English Once upon a time in the Projects, yo I watched my uncle Greg put D's on the Six-fo I watched it on Monday, so he bought me a gold chain Shopped crack and watched colors so I soaked up gang Drove the Impala on his lap, that was my role model Used to let me kill the corner of his 40 oz. bottle On the weekend, him and my Pops flashed the vet Till one weekend, my uncle got stabbled to death He got murdered by fiend Ma, Pops aint like that He was from Nutty Blocc that used to call him maniac Crazy ass nigga with a Black Panther Tech Kill the nigga, cross him out on this Compton hat Told me when I got older, I would understand that It's Blood in Blood out, and there aint no turning back Few summers went by and we moved across the tracks 13 that's when I had my first Ol' English Ride by, gettin' high Smokin' on that chronic, drinkin' Ol' English Rags tied, gang side Tatters on my hat and Ol' English Drive by, mob side R.I.P. Texan Ol' English Westside till I die Niggaz pourin' out that Ol' English I was the first nigga with a star of the jacket on the block Used to build model cars and make the muthaf*ckaz hot Mom's banged Hoover Crip, she was known for sellin' rocks Let me collect the 40 oz. bottles in the dope spot Bought my first Converse, thought I couldn't be stopped When I creased up my Khakis and threw all my Ronnie Lot Used to think that I was hard, so I stole my brother's glock And that's the day my life changed, cuz that night he got shot Killed by another Crip over his Rolex watch I got high for 3 years off that chronic from thr Doc I was drinkin' 40 oz. alot And every liquor store in Compton sold out the day Easy dropped I start bangin' red laces in my Adidas Drinkin' outta brown paper bag on my first drive-by I was a menace to society, but I never let fingerprints on my Ol' English Ride by, gettin' high Smokin' on that chronic, drinkin' Ol' English Rags tied, gang side Tatters on my hat and Ol' English Drive by, mob side R.I.P. Texan Ol' English Westside till I die Niggaz pourin' out that Ol' English I got alotta dead homies, some Blood, some Crip This is life, stopped watching that Boyz in the Hood shit You see this red rag hangin' outta my jeans? I went to 20 funerals by the age of 19 Then I went to college, basketball was my dream Quit the team, cuz I'd rather shoot rock with the fiends Wanted to be Freeway Rick, he showed me how to turn a stone of 5.0 into a brick Bought a cadillac, thought I was rich Bangin' DJ Quik on Crenshaw, got jacked for my shit Took a long chronic hit and thought about the time when I was 12 years old and I emptied my first clip Hit my first switch, same night f*cked my first bitch, thought I was dreamin' till I pinched her tit She caught a straight bullet ridin' shotgun in my shit So I got her name tatted in... Ol' English Ride by, gettin' high Smokin' on that chronic, drinkin' Ol' English Rags tied, gang side Tatters on my hat and Ol' English Drive by, mob side R.I.P. Texan Ol' English Westside till I die Niggaz pourin' out that Ol' English…