They say it in the East where the apple was But out West we be them apples up They say them Fruit Town niggas gon' tonight They say them Top niggas gon' ride tonight They say them Grape Street niggas ride tonight They say them Bounty Hunter niggas ride tonight They say them 6-0 niggas ride tonight They say them Block niggas gon' ride tonight Them 1-9-0 niggas ride tonight They say Timberland niggas gon' ride tonight They say them Campanella gon' ride tonight Who gon' ride tonight, who gon' die Started with a and a dream Started a dollar and a dream
We did it for the West, motherfucker, like Niggas get out on [?] Got three thousand stacks, I talking 'bout Andre I put it on your head, I talking no toupee See I stayed the same, ain't go weird like Squeeze on his like ain't no more toothpaste (You ain't do shit) Bitch, of course I is You want this money, you gon' to drive the course I did I got that weight foundry, talking the Porsche out here You in the nosebleeds, down to where the cross-eyed is How a nigga with a rojo rag end up in Bag, any walking with a solo swag You think you in that four do' Jag? Nah In Tom Fords with a MK nah Give you a eye view of the streets Nigga, welcome to Compton, take you in Carson week Ab-Soul!
Started with a dollar and a and a pistol On the corner rag hangin', slangin' I you gangbanging let me see credentials And when I pull this gun out you know how go Started a dollar and a dream! (Look at me now, at me now) Started a dollar and a dream!
I was by the bastards my mannerisms The Curtiss magnet that managed without the metal him How the I did it? I let God ad lib it I put on Leetwood, I ain't lying one sentence Bitch, I started with a and a dream We went from helping old ladies with their at Alpha Beta For a couple quarters to a baby hustling major We had to up sooner or later, but I'm so Del Amo, my still stay off Anna Lee Carson across my belly, I prove you already Roccett my big brother, let the door crack Game took me on my tour, now look where we at In the studio getting paid to on that true facts Not to mention the Documentary 2 too You do the in ballerina shoes Enough with the clever raps, it's more important than I put my city on the map, Yeah, I really put my on the map I mean, when the last time you heard Carson on the track, Let alone when they calling out grounds on the West wait Yeah, that's I thought, I'm the best, nigga This the new West, nigga, respect Top Dawg, all I'm missing is the red hat But question what pocket I had left, my handkerchief I'm guilty by affiliation, in ways gangsta But let me something, a paradox if you may I all my fresh Supreme Chuck Taylors today And then I got a call from Taylor, I'm saying The game ain't changed, we still changing the Soul!
Started a dollar and a dream and a pistol On the corner rag hangin', slangin' I said you let me see credentials And when I pull this gun out you know how go Started with a and a dream! (Look at me now, at me now) with a dollar and a dream!
My first was a set up I was the little nigga Pac was to When he said "keep your up" Cause he what I would be facing after his demise Jayceon had to pitch them pies, better life than fries I'm the one the Crips Move the Yay or the sky, for having dreams that 50 died Eulogy by Blige Hopped up in that enterprise, had to stop a Went underdog to watching Top Dawg and Kendrick rise Now me can I testify, pull over trying to rest for 5 On a block, no tint on the Wraith left kids mesmerized ask me how I did it, how I got it Say I'm king you looking I put weights down start practicing lyrical exercise Tell me who the next to die, probably who the next in got me babbling ghost cause I'm the illest one alive That's word to Pac, Pun, Biggie, why I stand as my It's wise to run a train, you couldn't with me Ever since I saved my coast, it's been born If I shit then who the king of California then? Who out-rap me? Now think about if the same you bout to say can run up and out-strap me, yeah Out-trap me, yeah, me I think about it, exactly Speaking matter-of-factly I'm down that actually me Game I ain't one still I get paid like an athlete Do the after the math, Doc two in the bag Lived up to expectations, Dre took me first in the Now who the fuck want Nobody survives so look alive when Impalas in the cut
with a dollar and a dream and a pistol On the rag hangin', slangin' crystal I you gangbanging let me see credentials And when I pull this gun out you how this go Started a dollar and a dream! (Look at me now, at me now) Started with a and a dream!