BIG SNAP - Old days lyrics

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[Verse 1]

Straight gangster on a path to destruction I see

Where lil' homies learning to live the life of a G

Mid-west, West Coast, two sides, one life

In the jungle, on the hill, park or block in the night

'69 to '79 was when foundation was laid

Up until the year '89 is when the dues were all paid

In the day was revolution like the Panthers of then

It wasn't kept in progress, now there's violence, homies in pen

The doors were opened, now there closed, like a pimp and a hoe

We used to sport them chucks, with khakis, acey-duecys and more

We sung a song, what was it called, on the Fremont High lawn

We used the canes, they called us crippled, now them days are all gone

We used to hustle, now we rustle, over colors and sets

That's how we earned a bad name and why most of them in debt

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Killa Cali, homeland, home of the brave

Back in the days, in '69 foundation was laid

The dues have been paid and still we on the streets with heat

Sparking mad beef, it used to be all about peace

[Verse 2]

Convicted felon as it may be, things get rough at some times

As a BG, po's was always trying to link me to crimes

But they couldn't, 'cause as a youngster I was swift on my feet

Now that I got arthritis in one knee, stay ahead by one beat

As for pumps, I stay strapped, that's for enemy fools

In the days, we used our fists, now catch two with my tool

And the war will never cease until we stop this pollution

End confusion, stop the nonsense, back to revolution

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[Verse 3]

Though I was born in, I still didn't get put down for a bit

attempted some hits, at 8 picked up a rag and claimed Crip

was a pranksta, not a gangsta, got put down by Big Blue

Because he recognized the talent, knew I wasn't no fool

Not even from the block or hood, but met up with the crew

Rep the set that spreads from Oakland to Riverside in blue

More than 10 years later, still a ranger, general pro

You step to me cuzz, you finna catch two holes in your dome

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