Ol' English The Game

[00:00.16] (Chorus)
[00:01.37] Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
[00:03.47] Ridin' by gettin' high
[00:06.23] Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English
[00:09.60] Rags tied gangs signs Letters on my hat in
[00:14.23] Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
[00:16.00] Drive by homicide
[00:18.92] R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
[00:25.43] Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
[00:27.54] (Verse 1)
[00:28.24] Once upon a time in the projects yo
[00:31.51] I watched my uncle Greg put D's on his six-fo'
[00:34.56] I washed it on Monday so he bought me a gold chain
[00:37.78] Shopped crack and watched "Colors" and I soaked up game
[00:40.76] Drove the Impala on his lap that was my role model
[00:44.09] Used to let me kill the corner of his 40-ounce bottle
[00:47.27] On the weekend him and my pops flashed the 'Vette
[00:50.25] 'Til one weekend my uncle got stabbed to death
[00:53.58] He got murdered by a fiend my pops ain't like that
[00:56.94] He was from Nutty Block they used to call him Maniac
[01:00.22] Crazy ass n**** wit' a Black Panther tat
[01:03.02] Kill a n**** cross him out on his Compton hat
[01:06.28] Told me when I got older I would understand that
[01:09.47] It's blood in blood out and ain't no turnin' back
[01:12.75] Few summers went by and we moved across the tracks
[01:15.77] 13 that's when I had my first
[01:17.45] (Chorus)
[01:17.55] (Verse 2)
[01:44.50] I was the first n**** wit' a Starter jacket on the block
[01:47.66] Used to build model cars and let the muthaf**kas hop
[01:50.81] Moms banged Hoover Crip she was known for sellin' rocks
[01:53.87] Let me collect the 40-ounce bottles in the dope spot
[01:57.13] Bought my first Converse thought I couldn't be stopped
[02:00.48] When I creased up my khakis and threw on my Ronnie Lott
[02:03.51] Used to think that I was hard so I stole my brother's glock
[02:06.54] And that's the day my life changed 'cause that night he got shot
[02:09.82] Killed by another crip over his Rolex watch
[02:12.91] I got high for three years off that Chronic from the Doc
[02:16.16] I was drinkin' 40-ounces a lot
[02:18.46] And every liquor store in Compton sold out the day Eazy dropped
[02:22.46] I start bangin' red laces in my adidas
[02:25.41] Drinkin' out a brown paper bag on my first drive-by
[02:29.57] I was a menace to society
[02:31.62] But I never left fingerprints on my
[02:34.09] (Chorus)
[02:59.23] (Verse 3)
[03:00.72] I got a lot of dead homies some blood some crip
[03:03.97] This is life stop watchin' that "Boyz N The Hood" shit
[03:07.39] You see this red rag hangin' out of my jeans?
[03:10.10] I went to twenty funerals by the age of ninteen
[03:13.61] Then I went to college basketball was my dream
[03:16.52] Quit the team 'cause I rather shoot rock wit' the fiends
[03:20.02] Wanted to be Freeway Rick
[03:22.40] He showed me how to turn a stolen 5.0 into a brick
[03:26.19] Bought a Cadillac thought I was rich bangin' DJ Quik
[03:29.96] On Crenshaw got jacked for my shit
[03:32.66] Took a long chronic hit and thought about the time
[03:35.54] When I was 12 years old and I emptied my first clip
[03:39.01] Hit my first switch same night f**ked my first bitch
[03:42.77] Thought I was dreamin' 'til I pinched her tits
[03:45.11] She caught a stray bullet ridin' shotgun in my shit
[03:48.42] So I got her name tatted in
[03:50.34] (Chorus)
[04:22.24] Ol' English (x4)
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