niggas don't bang like they used to - nationwide rip ridaz lyrics
chorus: twin loc x3:
n*ggas don’t bang like they used to!
ba*ba*bang!
ba*ba*bang like they used to!
all stars, (?) pieces, khakis and linen
verse 1: twin loc:
now i was raised in this c sh*t, laced on ghetto baby
ain’t a d*mn thang changed since my first quarter raped me
at the age o’ 8, daddy was goin’ straight flea
my momma all alone with 5 mouths to feed
ghetto dreams i picced up to be rich
just like them gangstas and pimps
so i sell weed, and ran with my cl!ck!
on the streets i saved a few, tryna survive
through the heartaches, the pain, baccstabbin’ and true lies
verse 2: big freeze:
i could remember when i was young, my brain wasn’t like this
i was calm, cool and collected those days
i since, now i’m hot*headed quicc, to blast, steppin’ like, wild
leave yo’ hood look like a scene from the o.k. corral
except this b thang over in cali when you ain’t ridin’ no cells
just dolos, daysos, with penny and gun battles
and tryna keep the hood showed up, like the big g’s
ylc’s, doin’ murdas on any means
it’s in my genes, to push line against any means
chorus: twin loc x3:
n*ggas don’t bang like they used to!
ba*ba*bang!
ba*ba*bang like they used to!
all stars, (?) pieces, khakis and linen
verse 3: g*bone:
i steps through the set givin’ the fame up, gettin’ my bang up
for the simple fact is that i was raised up, so a’s up
get a eight, i represent the clicc i bang, ain’t no thang
ain’t no shame in my game, true to the mothafuccin’ thing i’m sayin’
and they call me gangsta, b to the o*n*e
straight l*o*c, so now you see the real baby g
’cause most of the time you see some n*ggas fakin’ the funk most, jumpin’ on the bent
craccin’ never ever paccin’, the beat so constantly braggin’
that they doe bloccs, slang roccs, n*ggas are callin’ it bluff
is y’all fucced up? ’cause yo, i am a compton nut
to give it up once again, with my b.g. n*gga sin
and the rest of my baby g’s that’s in the mothafuccin’ pen
doin’ bid, after bid, baby sin, they gave my n*gga ten
middlesinger 25, baby gangsta chops, they get him locced
tryna survive, with some sins i can’t cope with it
so i’m stayin’ high, a chocolate thai with some coke in to stabilize
this pressure that i’m feelin’ ’cause i’m stressin’ like a mothafucca
litter bone and strucc got 5 each fuccin’ with bustas
n*ggas snitchin’ like, b*tches gettin’ my n*ggas twisted
n*ggas if yo’ ass don’t wanna get (?) then hit the fifth so pay attention, listen
if you can’t hang, n*gga, don’t bang then
n*ggas be gettin’ it twisted, thinkin’ this sh*t is a f*ckin’ game but can’t win
out the pen, this is the h*11 step in number chuccs and golf hats
and all that sh*t y’all talkin’ about, i done did that
’cause i’m a baby gangsta
chorus: twin loc x3:
n*ggas don’t bang like they used to!
ba*ba*bang!
ba*ba*bang like they used to!
all stars, (?) pieces, khakis and linen
the og godfather with the blue finger in it
verse 4: twin loc:
to k!ll a moccingbird sh*t, that didn’t played out
n*ggas done snitched 10 times and still hangin’ out
in yo’ hood and mine, i went solo as a gangsta
quicc, to recognize the true soldiers from the prankstas
i like to thank ya roccs for keepin’ it real
whether to be slangin’ at dogs or paccin’ that steel
and that’s real, ’cause most of these n*ggas got b*tch in them
tryna walk in my shoes, you can’t fit ’em
verse 5: big freeze:
i remember a saying, when i was young, called crip or die
now somebody tell me why nowadays even crip n*ggas testify
run out in a ride, with locced up away from public
but i’m the n*gga smashin’ with my loc sayin’ fucc it
if it’s on, then it’s on, let me drop right here
and let the dead homies with me with the struggle and some beer
i don’t feel, death, ’cause i be bangin’ the hood to the 7 left
and when i die, n*gga, i be givin’ up the f
chorus: twin loc x7:
n*ggas don’t bang like they used to!
ba*ba*bang!
ba*ba*bang like they used to!
all stars, (?) pieces, khakis and linen x6
the og godfather with the blue finger in it
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