Snoop (daz):
Yeah, what ima do right here is take my time,
And dedicating this one to my niggas resting in peace,
And my niggas behind the wall.
See you when I get there, you know what Im saying? (really doe)
So drip with me as I go down memory lane.

Boy its a loony where the grass is greener,
(1-8-7 aint shit but a misdemeanor).
Ive seen a lot of niggas come up, but few niggas done up,
Some rest in peace, with their khakis heavy squeezed.
But its a east side thang, a hoo ride thang,
(cause if we bang to the boogie than we boogie to the bang).
I bring you the motherfucking .38,
(just get the mc and the homie nate).
So we can slide, slide, slipperdy slide,
As I take you on a trip nigga ride (east side).

Nate (daz):
Do you remember back on the east side?
Where all us niggas used to love to ride.
We didnt care what we did,
Time was nothing to us we were just kids.
Times are different now, but you still get stuck,
Im not a kid no more, I just dont give a fuck.
So if youre thinking about coming and stepping to me,
Keep this in mind: Im a motherfucking o.g.

Snoop:
Lets speed the clock up and pass some time,
June 17th, 1979.
Thats my first time being arrested,
I know I did the crime, but I aint going to confess to this shit.
I learned than from the gs,
A g is an overseer, the overseer sees.
More than you do cause he gets experienced,
And besides Im just a juvenile delinquent.
So I was gone, and Im on my way home,
My mommas going to get me, and I flee with (? ? ? ).
She puts a jacket on my back and hands me a comb,
We stop and frosty freeze for a couple snowcones.
She telling me that I didnt need to do what I done,
She said: playing football should be your only fun son.
Im like allright so we enter the house,
Come up to the door and pops fired to the mouth.
I couldnt do nothing but cry like a bitch,
I looked at my momma and said: damn, why you snitch?
They put me on punishment but that didnt work,
Now wearing khakis, wallabees, and a t-shirt.
And throwing up the neighborhood gang sides,
I do my first robbery and now I gotta do time.

Nate:
My homie told me one day he had a jack move,
He said: come on nate dogg, itll be smooth.
I agreed and said come on, lets go and jack them fools,
Next day we were draped in the county blues.
I went and did a little time in the bucket see (seventeen years),
Saying to myself Ill never fuck with that nigga again.
fore Im locked down I learned to be
What I am now and thats a motherfucking o.g.
Original gangsta

Daz:
I grew up in the city as a chap, faced the trials,
Never smiled, became a gangster in the meanwhile.
Youd find me swearing and lying, trying to be an o.g.,
Beating the shit out of niggas for guess, some hillfigers.
The man behind the trigger, committing robberies,
With the homies, no one could stop, nobody

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