Static, Quik, you're not a gangster, not static
Some in love and some believe in friends But, niggaz, like me in making ends 'Cause even when your wants to trick around You know the money's got you safe and
Now I'm 'bout to it back to '84, when I was fourteen back in the trees, West Side, if you please And, four-thirty-six, Spruce was the spot With me, Wayne, Mike, Shot, Nookie, Slug and
Donzelly, if ya with me, let that shit, kick If your head spinning from dippin' all them sticks 'Cause way back in the day they used love a wet Screaming, HORALE, ESE, them laces on a caddy
And you couldn't deny a hit that Buddah, Tye Going round and the driveway, now it's coming my way And I'm zoned out at a age And the spruce street was my stage
Peep, now back then I was in the grade, steady But niggaz, my age was getting paid, Yeah, that nigga, Zam or even young, Blue They made they million by the age of, twenty-two
Like, Dan from Cedar block, him and little James from Piru Street, with boulders Rest in peace, Noopy, he didn't have to brag Rollin' to the tenth in a Fint, '0' rag
Well, goddamn, how can I be I ask my sister, Jack for some and she told me, look around Nigga, they don't sell dope, it sells While they back and just collect the wealth
And now I'm thinking, nothing fly, about these dirty ass, khakis T-shirt dingy, prowings This could be a way to flip that little, funky, dollars, that I earned Right then, is when I that
Some believe in Jesus, believe in Allah But niggaz like me, believe in making 'Cause even when, yo, niggaz, be untrue You the money's still good to you
Yes, yes Some believe in love and some in friends But niggaz like me, in making ends 'Cause even when, yo, bitch to trick around You know the got you safe and sound
Peep, I gets a dub on the and fifteenth, for a fact So, instead of spending it up, I gave my to Jack Now she jump in the Regal and said, "I'll be back" When she came in, she put me down a plastic sack
I turned my forty eighty and that was my profit I'm my rocks in the house and not in my pocket Sister, Jackie in the kitchen with some boiling water, soda Fresh powder, baby bottles, more boulders
Checking a fat grip, slanging to tricks Donzelly, sticks, went and bought 'em a six And five-hundred, block, peach, thangs, ya see Moving gallon after gallon and key key
I'm you, I done, seen it all From, niggaz, hitting the Sherman and the out on the wall From cluckers, wanting a hit so bad, they let there panties Teeth rotten, hair gone and checks, get blown
But then, I'm still breaking pebbles like Bam Bam Saved them, rocks, to the 'em, tic-toc I went from khakis to Sergio Teccini my rocks is disappearing like the great Houdini
I bought a gang of clothes, all of my And getting somthing new with and every shipment Money made and money gets spent And how jealous niggaz acting, only makes it evident that
Some believe in Jesus, some in Allah But niggaz like me, believe in making 'Cause even when, yo, niggaz, be untrue You know the money's still to you
Yes, yes Some believe in love and believe in friends But like me, believe in making ends 'Cause even when, yo, bitch wants to around You know the money's got you safe and
Check, now in 1981, moved to L.A. My niggaz, playa, Ham and Gina gave me a to stay On my way up from bottom rock, bitches, starting to 'Cause my hair is getting longer and games, getting
To pull my own weight, I and got me a job But by then, Ham and Gina really to squab About weather, I should go or She told him either he goes or you go, we was on our way
So, he moved and took me with him on, two-thousand-one, Clowning with playas, all around me, astounding My nigga, pimpin, Carl got staring with that an Rolling up and down the street in that, rag seven Darren
Shaby, blue feathered, as he In the 'E l Co-P, 6, away from the curve Big jam, L.A Mike, Darryl, Nicki on the That nigga Top Big Shane, and Tweed rolling up the
And hoes, come and go in and out door, leaving with some, nut in they mouth I'm making a living of so you fools can't trip 'Cause even though, I God, I also love my grip
Some in Jesus, some believe in Allah But niggaz me, believe in making dollars 'Cause when, yo, niggaz, wanna be untrue You the money's still good to you
Yes, yes Some believe in love and some in friends But niggaz like me, in making ends 'Cause even when, yo, bitch wants to trick You know the got you safe and sound
Ooh, yeah, safe and sound, Safe and sound, baby, ooh, Safe and sound yeah, safe and
let you know, gotta let you know Gotta let you know, in the house