i was rollin through the hood one day thought shit done calmed down gang bangin done played out bout a year since i been around aint talked to nobody from the block cause all my niggas is blocked up and its been all ever i seen with a guillotine so i was in the cut supreme 15 grams and some grendine aint seen a block nigga since but now i be off that killa green muthafuckas aint got no love for me....niggas wanna put some slugs in me so i'm 007 murder redrum with my 3 50 sneven brotha lynch hung ..but the bitches call me kevin they try ta make me think they close to me..but nubbin ya know i gots ta stay high keep receipts for alibis enemies they eat from drive bys...aint mines cause mines a ? the sky as i swoop the sky high off that buddah ty mixed with cush and the purple hairs....and they got me high now i'm rollin on a river...labeled mr fed ex cause them bodies i deliver gotta get to my next plot...unlock the freezer get the meat for the rocks and heat the heat........cause it's the nine nebbin and its hot then a mutha all day errday...imma stay loaded up ..chrondike in the truck and a pound fulla james brown...cause i gots ta get loaded so hold up soldier...
Beautiful thread. Thank you Justin and peacefulrotation. (All Bay Prod.)
E.A. Ski - Streets Of Oakland
I'll see your submission and raise you...
One of my favorite Bay-related gangsta jams (even though it was recorded in Oakland City Studios in Atlanta). What's up with Joe Riz and Murda One? They got them real nice verses.
Notable Quotables[/b]
Is the shit gone ever change, cause I be caught up in the middle of it Click my pistol, and in his fuckin throat I shoved it
See I be drillin' in the eastside of San Pedro Park
See niggas underestimate the city that I claim (Wessside!) Where I am niggas sayin "what the fuck is gangbang?"
Knees dirty, hands dirty, smokin on a tree, Gamblin my drug money, hell yeah tee-da-lee Cause I'm the nigga says crime do pays, My people say they love me, they just say they hate my bad ways
I'm checkin my game with my mawfukkin' trusted .38
Reclinin in my Cadillac, puffin Newports, Eighteen on bump straight up bumpin' Too $hort
I recommend mawfukkin' hoes make your knees bend
And raw livin' it remind me, Of the shit that I wanna put behind me I'm stayin high for days 'cause what I'm doin it pays, They don't hate me really, (ugh) they hate my bad ways
I've been a player for years, this ain't no rappers dream, You leavin messages on her answering machine I'm in the bed, listenin', laughin', ticklin', gigglin', kickin' it, nigga I be stickin' it
I told her with my eyes, "meet me over there", Instantly, she was the victim of a player I be spittin this game like Iceberg Slim, "What about your man", she said "Fuck him" "Let's roll," so we jumped in the Benz, Left you at the bar, talkin to your friends $hort Dog came through with the satisfaction, Now you runnin' round like a fatal attraction Cause I been in the pussy for the last few days, Don't take it personal, it's just my bad ass ways
Comments
Bay rap mp3's is like early Thanksgiving.
I always feel kinda for not having tripped off Cougnut for so long having grown up here, the more I hear the more I realize how nice that cat is.
Does anyone have the non-edited vinyl version where they aren't saying "selling them things as usual"
Chunk - Treat Em Like They Act
So bad it's good off Menace to the Game.
noh mafia - get up on it
thanks for the imp!
more later..
i was rollin through the hood one day
thought shit done calmed down
gang bangin done played out bout a year since i been around
aint talked to nobody from the block cause all my niggas is blocked up
and its been all ever i seen with a guillotine so i was in the cut supreme
15 grams and some grendine
aint seen a block nigga since but now i be off that killa green
muthafuckas aint got no love for me....niggas wanna put some slugs in me
so i'm 007
murder redrum with my 3 50 sneven
brotha lynch hung ..but the bitches call me kevin
they try ta make me think they close to me..but nubbin
ya know i gots ta stay high keep receipts for alibis
enemies they eat from drive bys...aint mines cause mines a ? the sky
as i swoop the sky high off that buddah ty
mixed with cush and the purple hairs....and they got me high
now i'm rollin on a river...labeled mr fed ex cause them bodies i deliver
gotta get to my next plot...unlock the freezer get the meat for the rocks
and heat the heat........cause it's the nine nebbin and its hot then a mutha
all day errday...imma stay loaded up ..chrondike in the truck and a pound fulla james brown...cause i gots ta get loaded so hold up soldier...
the count goes.............
I got mad slow internet, but I'll up 24 deep soon.
I always thought Spice 1 would have ripped this beat.
Ray Luv - Rosetown Baller
Some Seagram
thanks.
Sicc!
E.A. Ski - Streets Of Oakland
uggghhh
i seek Cassadine EP on 75 Girls
I'll see your submission and raise you...
One of my favorite Bay-related gangsta jams (even though it was recorded in Oakland City Studios in Atlanta). What's up with Joe Riz and Murda One? They got them real nice verses.
Notable Quotables[/b]
Is the shit gone ever change, cause I be caught up in the middle of it
Click my pistol, and in his fuckin throat I shoved it
See I be drillin' in the eastside of San Pedro Park
See niggas underestimate the city that I claim (Wessside!)
Where I am niggas sayin "what the fuck is gangbang?"
Knees dirty, hands dirty, smokin on a tree,
Gamblin my drug money, hell yeah tee-da-lee
Cause I'm the nigga says crime do pays,
My people say they love me, they just say they hate my bad ways
I'm checkin my game with my mawfukkin' trusted .38
Reclinin in my Cadillac, puffin Newports,
Eighteen on bump straight up bumpin' Too $hort
I recommend mawfukkin' hoes make your knees bend
And raw livin' it remind me,
Of the shit that I wanna put behind me
I'm stayin high for days 'cause what I'm doin it pays,
They don't hate me really, (ugh) they hate my bad ways
I've been a player for years, this ain't no rappers dream,
You leavin messages on her answering machine
I'm in the bed, listenin', laughin', ticklin',
gigglin', kickin' it, nigga I be stickin' it
I told her with my eyes, "meet me over there",
Instantly, she was the victim of a player
I be spittin this game like Iceberg Slim,
"What about your man", she said "Fuck him"
"Let's roll," so we jumped in the Benz,
Left you at the bar, talkin to your friends
$hort Dog came through with the satisfaction,
Now you runnin' round like a fatal attraction
Cause I been in the pussy for the last few days,
Don't take it personal, it's just my bad ass ways
Besides his own releases, he also produced some stuff that's worth checking out.