Letras
Pass that shit, dog
Hey dog, what a trip, dog
I'm just thinking about
I grew up from a little kid to now, dog
Shit's crazy, homie (I feel you)
But fuck it
The streets never change, they stayed the same (yeah)
I grew up in the streets of California
I reminisce back in the days when I was younger
This is my storyline and my biography
To let the whole world know about me
Caught in my childhood, I grew up in the neighborhoods
Homies, all drugged up, up to no good
Every day I used to see the ways that everything never changed
It always stayed the same, gangsters always out to bang
Hustlers always out to slang
People dying every day
Drive-by's the one-eight-seven
Who's the fuck you think they blame?
I think I'm going insane
My mother cried and always prayed
Wishing I never got in this game
But I guess it was too late
I had to keep my head up
Watch my back and stay strapped
In this ghetto crazy land, you never ever trust a man
I guess I chose the wrong path
But fuck it, let's see how long I'll last
Flashbacks of the past and now I just sit smoke and laugh
I'm reminiscing, I'm back in the days, days
I'm, I'm what the streets made
I'm reminiscing, I'm back in the days, days
Just dreaming my life away
I'm reminiscing, I'm back in the days, days
I'm, I'm what the streets made
I'm reminiscing, I'm back in the days, days
Just dreaming my life away
I was a menace in society, this is reality
It's nothing but truth on this paper that I'm writing
I'm from the streets of hard knocks where you learn to fight
You got to be straight from a block just to earn some stripes
Crooked cops, loaded glocks
The streets talk everything's about respecting these California blocks
It's all politics when you really think about it
Freedom of speech, that's why I can speak about it