Ol' English

\r[chorus]
\rOl' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
\rRidin' By Gettin' High
\rSmokin' On That Chronic Drinkin' Ol' English
\rRags Tied Gangs Signs Letters On My Hat In
\rOl' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
\rDrive By Homicide
\rR.i.p. Tats In Ol' English Westside 'til I Die
\rNiggas Pourin' Out That Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)

\r[verse 1]
\rOnce Upon A Time In The Projects Yo
\rI Watched My Uncle Greg Put D's On His Six-fo'
\rI Washed It On Monday So He Bought Me A Gold Chain
\rShopped Crack And Watched "colors" And I Soaked Up Game
\rDrove The Impala On His Lap That Was My Role Model
\rUsed To Let Me Kill The Corner Of His 40-ounce Bottle
\rOn The Weekend Him And My Pops Flashed The 'vette
\r'til One Weekend My Uncle Got Stabbed To Death
\rHe Got Murdered By A Fiend My Pops Ain't Like That
\rHe Was From Nutty Block They Used To Call Him Maniac
\rCrazy Ass Nigga Wit' A Black Panther Tat
\rKill A Nigga Cross Him Out On His Compton Hat
\rTold Me When I Got Older I Would Understand That
\rIt's Blood In Blood Out And Ain't No Turnin' Back
\rFew Summers Went By And We Moved Across The Tracks
\r13 That's When I Had My First

\r[chorus]

\r[verse 2]
\rI Was The First Nigga Wit' A Starter Jacket On The Block
\rUsed To Build Model Cars And Let The Muthafuckas Hop
\rMoms Banged Hoover Crip She Was Known For Sellin' Rocks
\rLet Me Collect The 40-ounce Bottles In The Dope Spot
\rBought My First Converse Thought I Couldn't Be Stopped
\rWhen I Creased Up My Khakis And Threw On My Ronnie Lott
\rUsed To Think That I Was Hard So I Stole My Brother's Glock
\rAnd That's The Day My Life Changed 'cause That Night He Got Shot
\rKilled By Another Crip Over His Rolex Watch
\rI Got High For Three Years Off That Chronic From The Doc
\rI Was Drinkin' 40-ounces A Lot
\rAnd Every Liquor Store In Compton Sold Out The Day Eazy Dropped
\rI Start Bangin' Red Laces In My ??
\rDrinkin' Out A Brown Paper Bag On My First Drive-by
\rI Was A Menace To Society
\rBut I Never Left Fingerprints On My

\r[chorus]

\r[verse 3]
\rI Got A Lot Of Dead Homies Some Blood Some Crip
\rThis Is Life Stop Watchin' That "boyz N The Hood" Shit
\rYou See This Red Rag Hangin' Out Of My Jeans?
\rI Went To Twenty Funerals By The Age Of Ninteen
\rThen I Went To College Basketball Was My Dream
\rQuit The Team 'cause I Rather Shoot Rock Wit' The Fiends
\rWanted To Be Freeway Rick
\rHe Showed Me How To Trun A Stolen 5.0 Into A Brick
\rBought A Cadillac Thought I Was Rich Bangin' Dj Quik
\rOn Crenshaw Got Jacked For My Shit
\rTook A Long Chronic Hit And Thought About The Time
\rWhen I Was 12 Years Old And I Emptied My First Clip
\rHit My First Switch Same Night Fucked My First Bitch
\rThought I Was Dreamin' 'til I Pinched Her Tits
\rShe Caught A Stray Bullet Ridin' Shotgun In My Shit
\rSo I Got Her Name Tatted In

\r[chorus]

\rOl' English [x4]