Tom: E minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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New paint with the polish
Fresh up off the grind and got a blunt
that's full of chronic
Am
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Cash down in Southeast San Diego,
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we be thuggin' with a pass
Y 'all still get a laugh,
I'm seein' busted niggas
actin'
Am
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Them niggas who be shootin'
and be missin' when they blastin'
Bitch niggas,
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with a gauge to the face
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Got me lyin' in my bed,
thinkin' what the fuck
is really happenin'
Thank God for the struggle,
cause over time, it only amplified the hustle
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We gotta make it, and if not,
we gotta bake it
Rappin' in Saran,
hit the block and showcase it
Em
feeling snowflake -ish
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With a pair of Chuck T's,
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take it back to the basics
Fat laces, I'ma keep on getting dollars
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And I vow to keep it
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West Coast, nigga, I promise
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Put these sneakers to the max, every OG
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Hat back in the lack, yeah, I'm so clean
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Give a fuck about a badge,
yeah, they owe me
Em
New shoes on the whip,
what a cold piece
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Riding through the city till
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Niggas wonder why we stunt so much
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Cause I'm a child of the ghetto,
really never had the time to shine
Em
I'ma keep it West Coast Nick, I promise
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Hat back, neck tatted with the SD
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Fat clack nigga,
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Niggas vacation in B Dinkins,
San Diego, pretty
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my nigga don't come to
the inner city
it is the way to life
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Niggas been dying all the time,
another strike
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Don't give a fuck,
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niggas'll shoot em at your mama
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Raised by gorillas,
keep a couple of llamas getting paid though
All my niggas still be squatting in them
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Chevys with hy draulics
Even though they tags inspire
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That'll make you wanna smoke,
light another swisher with your folks
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We grinding to the gristle round here,
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it's official that I'm here
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To bring the game back to
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You probably should get used to me
Em
cause I ain't going nowhere
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But I swear I'ma keep it west coast nigga,
I promise
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Puttin' speakers to the max,
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every OG
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Hat back in the lack, yeah,
Em
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Give a fuck about a batch,
yeah, they owe me
Em
New shoes on the whip,
what a cold piece
Am
Em
Ridin' through the city till
Bm
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Niggas wonder why we stunt so much
Bm
Em
Cause I'm a child of the ghetto,
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really never had the time to shine
Em
I'ma keep it West Coast, my promise
Came a long way from the beginning
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Moms and pops stayed on it,
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nigga, still I didn't listen
Em
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Stayin' out at night
Em
and never seem to make it home
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And I'm supposed mom's stressin',
Em
sippin' Folgers in the mornin'
Nigga, I be zonin',
thinkin' bout the past
D
when niggas used to have fun
Em
And all that lil' shit we took for granted
things have gotten
Em
to the point where I don't walk around
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Bm
At least without a
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banger in my pocket
Keep cockin',
this is all that I can figure
Takin' nigga out the hood,
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but not the hood out the nigga
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It's survival of the fittest,
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thank God that I'm livin'
Am
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Take a deep breath,
and then I keep it pushin'
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I do this for D 'Angelo, rest in peace
This industry will never
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get the best of me
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Stay blowin' with a swishin'
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it west coast, n***a
I promise
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Put them speakers to the max, every OG
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Hat back in the lack,
Em
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You don't fuck about a batch,
yeah, they owe me
Em
New shoes on the whip,
what a cold piece
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Ridin' through the city till
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Niggas wonder why we stunt so much,
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cause I'm a child of the ghetto
Em
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Really never had the time to shine,
Em
I'ma keep it west coast nigga,
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Bm
I promise F -O -G
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Can you feel me?
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And if you hatin' on me
Outro 1
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