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Ha-ha, yeah
Will I make it to see tomorrow
Ain't no tellin
This one right here, for all the riders
No matter what side you on
Peep game
Welcome to the killing fields
nigg*, the home of the G's
Land of the ny*phos and murderers
Still G's and never C's
Careful of what the jaw breakers
Paper chase, parole pi*s test takers
To make us all the roof makers
Playas, best to keep your crew tight, and game in check
Cuz haters it's getting harder and harder to protect
I be peepin the animosity, how these be watchin me
Ready to catch me slippin so that they can cut the glock on me
Gots to be clever, when now they grindin for your cheese
Cuz when it be comin to drama, my city's under siege
Watch who you're talkin to to, and keep your eyes on em
Cuz the closest nigg* to ya is the nigg* with wise on em
I rise on em, so now they label me a menace
But they don't understand the wicked s**t that I done witnessed
187's, 211's to drivebys
While most divin for the Z-25, come on
Chorus:
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the crooked as* police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the coward as* police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Now as I look to my riz-ight and to my liz-eft
I see my siz-elf starin face to face with hisself
Will I live to see my little one grow to be a G
Like his daddy W from the dub S C (look at that)
I keep the guts to keep the heat on ya
And watch your enemies cuz they creep on ya
Now when time comes around for my name to be called
I'd rather die with it on me then not have it all
Stalkin, walkin in my big blue Chucks
They take this man, maddogin, ready to biz-ust
Yeah I walk through the valley of late nighter homicide
G riders into the makers of a buckin Impala
How far will I make it
Cuz I'm related, I know I'm highly hated
Affiliated, tomorrow ain't promised so at night I pray
I live to give it up for the hood another day
Chorus:
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the crooked as* police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the trigger happy police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Drama more drama more drama more drama
are goin crazy for this mother fkin dollar
I done seen em turn G's to snitches
Browns to kissers, like used to consider reel to reel girls
done switch-ded turn from killas to powder
Bust up, I'm pumpin, crack and tore that as* up and
girls I used to fk in 96
Is now turnin tricks for hits cuz they addicted to glass d*cks
Suckin off for the green
The ex-class felon notorious now the deadbeet queen
Check out her body, take a look at how the crack took toll
Went from being fine as hell to look at my guest or roll
I'm swoll, a boss with a perm and a frown
They say chicks don't run for witness partic a clown
I'm tryin to stay strong and mantain my stroll
But the neighborhood just ain't the same no more, uh-uh
Chorus:
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the crooked as* police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Walk with me
As we journey through the land of the C's and the B's
And the scandalous as* police
Walk with me
On this suicidal mission through the central
We gots 44's for cresidentials
Uh, yeah, uh
Mother fkers better take heed
Cuz love don't live here no more
South Central L.A.
The modern day plantation
Where every nigg*'s guilty by affiliation