• Doctor's Advocate
    Seznam skladeb na albu
    • Let's Ride
    • One Night
    • Around The World (Feat. Jamie Foxx)
    • Wouldn't Get Far (Feat. Kanye West)
    • Ol' English
    • It's Okay (One Blood)
  • Doctor's Advocate

    Ol' English

    Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
    Ridin' by gettin' high
    Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English
    Rags tied gangs signs Letters on my hat in
    Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
    Drive by homicide
    R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
    Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)

    [Verse 1]
    Once upon a time in the projects yo
    I watched my uncle Greg put D's on his six-fo'
    I washed it on Monday so he bought me a gold chain
    Shopped crack and watched "Colors" and I soaked up game
    Drove the Impala on his lap that was my role model
    Used to let me kill the corner of his 40-ounce bottle
    On the weekend him and my pops flashed the 'Vette
    'Til one weekend my uncle got stabbed to death
    He got murdered by a fiend my pops ain't like that
    He was from Nutty Block they used to call him Maniac
    Crazy ass nigga wit' a Black Panther tat
    Kill a nigga cross him out on his Compton hat
    Told me when I got older I would understand that
    It's blood in blood out and ain't no turnin' back
    Few summers went by and we moved across the tracks
    13 that's when I had my first

    [Chorus][Verse 2]
    I was the first nigga wit' a Starter jacket on the block
    Used to build model cars and let the muthafuckas hop
    Moms banged Hoover Crip she was known for sellin' rocks
    Let me collect the 40-ounce bottles in the dope spot
    Bought my first Converse thought I couldn't be stopped
    When I creased up my khakis and threw on my Ronnie Lott
    Used to think that I was hard so I stole my brother's glock
    And that's the day my life changed 'cause that night he got shot
    Killed by another crip over his Rolex watch
    I got high for three years off that Chronic from the Doc
    I was drinkin' 40-ounces a lot
    And every liquor store in Compton sold out the day Eazy dropped
    I start bangin' red laces in my ???
    Drinkin' out a brown paper bag on my first drive-by
    I was a menace to society
    But I never left fingerprints on my

    [Chorus][Verse 3]
    I got a lot of dead homies some blood some crip
    This is life stop watchin' that "Boyz N The Hood" shit
    You see this red rag hangin' out of my jeans?
    I went to twenty funerals by the age of ninteen
    Then I went to college basketball was my dream
    Quit the team 'cause I rather shoot rock wit' the fiends
    Wanted to be Freeway Rick
    He showed me how to trun a stolen 5.0 into a brick
    Bought a Cadillac thought I was rich bangin' DJ Quik
    On Crenshaw got jacked for my shit
    Took a long chronic hit and thought about the time
    When I was 12 years old and I emptied my first clip
    Hit my first switch same night fucked my first bitch
    Thought I was dreamin' 'til I pinched her tits
    She caught a stray bullet ridin' shotgun in my shit
    So I got her name tatted in


    Ol' English (x4)

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