Back in the days on the boulevard of Linden We used to kick routines and the presence was fitting
I used to come through with the tools and Glocks Party don´t rock like it used to rock Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks I used to come through with the tools and Glocks Party don´t rock like it used to rock Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
Standin´ amazing, hit you in the brain Get with Snoop Dogg, he can put you in the game Put you on the stage, maybe even front page Get a little fortune, have a little fame Kill ´em with class, toast to the boogie while you fill up your glass So quick, so fast No razzmatazz, I´m just an eastside nigga With my gangster ass, twenties
I used to pinch pennies Only Gs, I don´t fuck with no weenies My clique is sick, it expandin´ To outlaws, riders and bandits What you gon´ do When we coming to a hood near you? You know
I used to come through with the tools and Glocks Party don´t rock like it used to rock Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks I used to come through with the tools and Glocks Party don´t rock like it used to rock Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
What´s beef? ´Cause beef is in the kitchen
What you want dog? I´m on a million-dollar mission How can you get it if you ain´t been through shit? I´m just a seed that was planted by Ruthless My family tree is so G, we was cut from the cloth called LBC Crybaby, used to C-Walk at the park Pitbulls on a leash that would never bark Real love, real dubs, real ´saniacs Trip Locc, kinfolk, and Wayniac Peace to the deceased that passed away "Duces ´n Trayz: The Old Fashioned Way" What you gon´ do When we pull up in a hood near you? You know
I used to come through with the tools and Glocks
Party don´t rock like it used to rock Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks I used to come through with the tools and Glocks Party don´t rock like it used to rock Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock I beat a nigga up out his shoes and socks
Yeah, certified official gangsta shit Unfiltered, like a pack of humps, nigga Detrimental to all and any that disrespect or deviate from the G calls It´s either hog status or buster status It ain´t no in betweens You can´t wake up and put this on, nigga Every breath you breathe gotta be committed to this shit Clappin´ niggas, tappin´ switches, mackin´ bitches
Mansion business and stackin riches It´s all a part of that lifestyle we created back in the days for the world to follow Gs up, forever The boss dogg an´ Tha General, front line and on the east side
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