My goodness  my gracious
Shell toe Adidas with the fat blue laces
Hand full of aces  trumped up  dump trunk  white wall paces
Drink 'til you drop  motherf**ker cop
Old English  800 on the block
Way before St  Ides came to the spot
Niggers used to hang out and do the pop lock
And if we got into some shit  we'd never pop shots
We'd squab  scrap  whatever it was
And live to talk about it and we get old  cous'
And keep a pack of Zig-Zags for that good old bud
We do a house party  what the f**k is a club
And the Ese's  they sold most of the drugs
La familia  hell yeah and we  the thug
We get money  yeah and we do low ride
Represent it and talk nope  nope  not I
That's the code in every hood that you roam
Fastest way to catch a hot slug in your dome
O G   the place that I call home
Black Lac like that and it's sittin' on chrome
Plaque in back  strap in Lac
Antennas wake you up for a rat tryin'
To set a new trap
Swingin' the track  drippin' curl juice on your back
Breakin' hearts like Roger and Zapp  motherf**ker

Back in the day  it was cheaper to keep her
Hang out with your friends and smokin' the reefer
And pound for pound  we were the baddest in town

You just had to get up for the get down
Some say we the next generation

But we lack education
Crazy Horse  drinkin' mad dog 20/20
Silver satin blue Kool Aid saggin' in my Dickies
I got my Locs on  sailin' through my neighborhood
Catch you slippin' on them bricks  it ain't all good
Front door kicker  Glock spitter
Black and gold flag across my face when I get you
3 wheeler tippin'  turnin' up the Alpine
Sorta fakin' sippin' while I listen to the grapevine
Got any blue pits all by the front door
East side rip ridin'  gang bangin' all I know
Heart break hotel  hush puppy  neck kicker
I grew up on that crazy one five  nigger
If you look from my block then hop somethin'
And I ain't talkin' 'bout no peel nigger block huntin'
Blue corduroys while I'm talkin' on my brick phone
14 years old  had to bring the shit home
My uncle Sugar Bear showed me how to bag it up
Look at the block now  nigger  it's sewed up
I ain't playin' with you old grand pubas
Peace out  Rolando banged things with no cause
Now take a picture of this 8 ball six
Look down at my shoes  blue strings  nigger
Goldie Loc will keep this motherf**ker crack-a-lackin'
The only thing I wanna hear is gang bang rappin'
Some say we the next generation

But we lack education

Hangin' with the crew of devastation
Yeah  but we one nation mama
Tally-ho and away we go
See you next week with a brand new show
The way we funk around here ain't nothin' consensual
You know I funk so hard
You gonna need your parents' credentials
Now I'm in the street 'cause I lost my sheep

But now I know where to find that
Now how cool is cold when you're tryin' to compete
Standin' next to me  son  you better take a seat
Can't none of you cutthroats funk like me
You better check with Snoop Dogg and get your pedigree
Why oh  why do I think like that
If I am with the dog  then you must be a cat
Now tally-ho and away we go
See you next week with a brand new show

I want the bomb  I want that O G  back
There's a party goin' on in my head
While I think about the blood that we shed
Then party  uh  when the player play

There's a party goin' on up in here

Back in the day it was cheaper to keep her
Hang out with your friends and smokin' the reefer
And pound for pound  we were the baddest in town
You just had to get up for the get down
Some say we the next generation

But we lack education
Hangin' with the crew of devastation
Yeah  but we one nation mama

Hangin' with the Snoopatronics bobba