Static, Quik, not a gangster, we're not static
Some believe in love and some believe in But, niggaz, like me believe in making even when your bitch wants to trick around You know the got you safe and sound
Now I'm 'bout to take it to '84, when I was fourteen Kickin' back in the trees, West Side, if you And, four-thirty-six, West was the spot With me, Wayne, Mike, Shot, Nookie, Slug and
Donzelly, if ya with me, than let that shit, If your head ain't from dippin' all them sticks 'Cause way back in the day they love a wet baggie Screaming, HORALE, ESE, with them on a caddy
And you couldn't deny a hit from Buddah, Tye Going and round the driveway, now it's coming my way And I'm zoned out at a age And the whole street was my stage
Peep, now back then I was in the eighth grade, But niggaz, my age was paid, already Yeah, that nigga, Zam or even young, Blue They made they first million by the age of,
Like, Dan from block, him and little Motor James Piru Street, with them boulders in peace, little Noopy, he didn't have to brag Rollin' to the grade in a Fint, '0' rag
Well, goddamn, how can I be I ask my sister, Jack for some help and she told me, around Nigga, they don't sell dope, it sells While they back and just collect the wealth
And now I'm thinking, ain't nothing fly, these dirty ass, khakis T-shirt dingy, prowings This could be a way to flip that little, funky, twenty dollars, I earned then, is when I learned that
Some believe in Jesus, some in Allah But like me, believe in making dollars even when, yo, niggaz, wanna be untrue You the money's still good to you
Yes, yes Some in love and some believe in friends But niggaz like me, in making ends even when, yo, bitch wants to trick around You know the got you safe and sound
Peep, I a dub on the first and fifteenth, for a fact So, instead of spending it up, I my money to Jack Now she jump in the and said, "I'll be right back" When she in, she put me down with a plastic sack
I my forty into 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, making more
a fat grip, slanging rocks to tricks Donzelly, dippin' sticks, and bought 'em a six And five-hundred, block, peach, thangs, ya see gallon after gallon and key after 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, let there panties fall Teeth rotten, hair gone and whole checks, get
But then, I'm still breaking these pebbles Bam Bam Saved them, splitting rocks, to the 'em, I went from wearing khakis to Sergio While my rocks is disappearing like the great
I bought a gang of clothes, all of my And somthing new with each and every shipment Money gets made and money gets And how these jealous niggaz acting, only makes it evident
believe in Jesus, some believe in Allah But niggaz me, believe in making dollars 'Cause even when, yo, niggaz, wanna be You know the money's good to you
Yes, yes Some believe in love and some in friends But niggaz like me, believe in making 'Cause even when, yo, bitch to trick around You the money's got you safe and sound
Check, now in 1981, away to L.A. My niggaz, playa, Ham and Gina me a place to stay On my way up from bottom rock, bitches, to jock 'Cause my hair is getting longer and games, stronger
To my own weight, I went and got me a job But by then, Ham and Gina really started to weather, I should go or stay She him either he goes or you go, we both was on our way
So, he moved and took me him on, two-thousand-one, Browning Clowning with playas, all me, just astounding My nigga, pimpin, Carl got staring that hair an Rolling up and down the street in that, rag seven Darren
Shaby, feathered, as he swerved In the 'E l Co-P, 6, away from the curve Big jam, L.A Mike, Darryl, Nicki on the That Top Big Shane, and Tweed rolling up the weed
And hoes, just and go in and out Revolving door, leaving with some, nut in they I'm making a living of pimpin' so you fools can't 'Cause even though, I love God, I also love my
believe in Jesus, some believe in Allah But niggaz like me, believe in making 'Cause even when, yo, niggaz, wanna be You know the money's good to you
Yes, yes Some believe in love and believe in friends But niggaz like me, believe in making 'Cause even when, yo, bitch wants to around You know the money's got you safe and
Ooh, yeah, and sound, yeah Safe and sound, baby, ooh, Safe and sound yeah, and sound
let you know, gotta let you know Gotta let you know, Compton's in the