found a young brother with cash crashed my glass, snatched my whole stash Boy I'ma getcha back, like it ain't no thang Show you what I learned from the gangs
miss as she slurps it up; Nasty message when he don't pick up. Layover Aden watch the local news; 99 and humid Oh the Red Sea blues Landing at Delhi
to Kwame Damn we came a long way I'm Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels good to see hip-hop? I remeber break dancin' cardboards and backflips The royal blue
thugs pray to the same god Bloods and Crips, Democrats, Republicans Red and blue states to represent the sets they?re running with Other gangs play the
argue, but check it, every night in the news We prove them suckers right and I got the blues America... Get busy, Humpy The red, the white, the blue and The blue
that sewed it but (ha) we exploded I'm that rap nigga that you heard with Tupac, Sole, Lynch & Bo, Wake up show with King Tech and Sway, Yukmouth, Thicker Than Water, Gang
(feat. Tenkamenin, Bahamadia, Kool & the Gang, Con-Funk-S) (Here we are in this day and age still loyal to the state of confusion. Why is it only tragedy
If you don't hustle find a nigga who pitch first You new in town, no red and blue in town, there's gangs Don't get fresh, let 'em know you small change
*phone rings* Machine ? ?Hello.? Rick Rock ? ?Rick Rock.? Machine ? ?Has a message for?? Rick Rock ? The Bay Area Machine ? ?To accept the message press
Los Angeles and unfortunately... SHIT AIN'T LIKE THAT! IT'S REAL FUCKED UP! Goddamn what a brotha gotta do to get a message through to the red, white and blue
the Lord," shouted on chain gangs Pain they felt, but it helped them to maintain Scott Joplin's rags, Bessie Smith's blues St. Louis blues, they were
Thought it be fun to spun on tape Now you wish you would have stuck to drum n' bass But you had to be hard on the blue ball When you never gang banged
bitches allowed (we goin' do it like this) Kurupt, young gotti (nigga), check it out [verse 1: kurupt (kurupt talking in the background)] Gangster, gangster
From what I hear, the graveyard got room for everyone Test Big Ellie, come and get your head sprung Which coffin you want, the blue or the red one? I ain't gang
gangster It ain't just New York or LA that bangs no more There's latin cown kings here, Southside folk Eastside them gangs and nothin' but gang lands
is on... I stand accused To the crews I paid my dues I stand accused I refuse To stand and lose I stand accused To the news I kick da blues
it my niggas Sound like guerillas, fo' real'a off gangsta government millas Coke killas, when it comes to off mic'n wit me I was branded in a gang, fuck