K-Dot,
pick pick up the phone, nigga
Every time I call,
it's going to voicemail
Don't tell me they got you on some weirdo rap shit,
nigga
No socks and skinny jeans and shit,
ha
Call me on Shaniqua's phone
I been
A-1 since day one,
you niggas boo-boo
Your Your home boy,
your block that you're from, boo-boo
Lil' hoes hoes you went to school with,
boo-boo
Baby Baby mama and your new bitch,
boo-boo
We We was in the hood,
fourteen with the deuce-deuce
Fourteen Fourteen years later,
goin' hard like we used to
On the dead homies
On the dead homies
I don't give a fuck about no politics in rap,
my nigga
Our lil' homie Stunna Deuce ain't
never comin' back, my nigga
So you better go hard every time you jump on wax,
my nigga
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout,
your shit is where it's at, my nigga
Came in this game,
you stuck your fangs in this game
You wore no chain in this game, your hood,
your name in this game
Now you double up,
time to bubble up the bread and huddle up
Stickin' to the scripts, now, here,
if them Benjamins go cuddle up
Skip, hop, drip, drop
Flip flop with the white tube sock
It goes, "Sherm sticks,
burn this"
That's what the product smell
like when the chemicals mix
Fifty-nigga salute, salute, out the Compton zoo,
with the extras
El Co's, Monte Carlos,
Road Kings, and dressers
Rip Ridaz, P-Funkers, Mexicans,
they fuck with you
Asians, they fuck with you, nobody
can fuck with you
I been A-1 since day one,
you niggas boo-boo
Your homeboy,
your block that you're from, boo-boo
Lil' hoes hoes you went to school with,
boo-boo
Baby Baby mama and your new bitch,
boo-boo
We We was in the hood,
fourteen with the deuce-deuce
Fourteen Fourteen years later,
goin' hard like we used to
On the dead homies
On the dead homies
Hopped out the Caddy, just got my dick sucked
The little homies called and said,
"The enemies done cliqued up"
Oh, yeah? Puto want to squabble
with mi barrio?
Oh, yeah? Tell 'em they can
run it for the cardio
Oh, yeah? Everything is everything,
it's scandalous
Slow motion for the ambulance,
the project filled with cameras
The LAPD gamblin',
scramblin', football numbers slanderin'
Niggas' names on paper,
you snitched all summer
Streets don't fail me now
They tell me it's a new gang in town
From Compton to Congress
Set-trippin' all all around
Ain't nothin' new but a flu of
new Demo-Crips and and Re-Blood-icans
Red Red state versus a blue state,
which one you governin'?
They give us guns and drugs, call us thugs,
make it they promise to fuck with you
No condom, they fuck with you,
Obama say, "What it do?"
Obama say, "What it do?"
A-1 since day one,
you niggas boo-boo
Your homeboy,
your block that you're from, boo-boo
Lil' hoes hoes you went to school with,
boo-boo
Baby Baby mama and your new bitch,
boo-boo
We We was in the hood,
fourteen with the deuce-deuce
Fourteen Fourteen years later,
going hard like we used to
On the dead homies
On the dead homies
Everybody want to talk about
who this and who that
Who the realest and who wack,
or who white or who black
Critics want to mention that they miss when
hip-hop was was rappin'
Motherfucker, if you did,
then Killer Mike'd be platinum
Y'all priorities fucked up,
put energy in wrong shit
Hennessy and Crown Vic,
my memory been gone since
Don't ask about no camera
blocking at award shows
No, don't ask about my bitch,
no, don't ask about my Vogues
'Less you askin' me about power,
yeah, I got a lot of it
I'm the only nigga next to Snoop
that can push the button
Had the Coast on standby
"K. Dot, what up? I heard they
opened up Pandora's box"
I box 'em all in, by a landslide
Nah, homie, we too sensitive,
it spill out to the streets
I make the call and get the Coast involved,
then history repeats
But I resolved inside that private
hall while sitting down with Jay
He said, "It's funny how one verse
can fuck up the game"
I I remember you was conflicted
Misusing your influence
Sometimes I did the same
Abusing my power full of
resentment
Resentment that turned
into a deep depression
Found myself screaming
in a hotel room
I didn't want to self-destruct
The The evils of Lucy was all around me
So I went running for an swers
Until I came home
But that didn't stop survivors
guilt
Going back and forth
Trying to convince my self
the stripes I earned
Or maybe how A-1
my foundation was
But while my loved ones
was fighting a continuous war
Back in the city
I was entering a new one