Correction Paroles When I Go par Mc Eiht

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Yeah, once again, Tony Smallz, smoke in the city, you get it?
Do you get it? Some of the Compton knowledge

I remember how a nigga steal car in a struggle
While my mind plays tricks to lifestyles I juggle
My sides to geminize two souls evolve
If one get indicted, I try to rewrite it, yeah
I'm a victim to the ghetto
The steps I tried to walk for my fellows
Damn what I seen at age thirteen
Six shots is all you get with no [?]
My true experience, you don't know what you're speak
How the f*ck you think that a nigga like me sleep
Like a baby I fight sleep 'cause I might miss something
And that something is money, you ain't eating? Man that shit's funny
Whenever I sell, y'all hate it
Neighborhood debated, confiscate it , what?
Y'all put me here [?] dope and guns and now y'all fear

Where I go, bitches go get free ass
Niggas in the street waving blue and red flags
Where I go you get work for nice prices
They hit your damn switches and get high with no licence
Where I go you can carry a strap
Roll around with your window down
Head in your lap
Where I go, every hood no beef
Roll around, shooting, saluting, f*ck the police
I'm a boy in the hood, menace to society

Young black teen they just stuck on the block
When a tramp no [?] snub-nose pocket watch
With a high flood market trying to fluff up my stocks
Yeah, you know the gangbang model G
Straight down the main line [?] strong
Man I've been through warzones
Since this f*cking day we've been getting it on
Two wrongs don't make a right
What the f*ck is left
Draw slow and you get shot to death
And I done seen too many things, enemies too
Revenge came, serving we never stingy'
Dirt we're been [?]
Compton, motherf*ckers
I can feel the envy
If y'all lend me a strap
I be the first motherf*cker out the court and cap

When I die is nothing but [?]
Some of y'all fools still direspect it
My nigga from the west saying ride till' we die
So I hope there's heaven for a G like I
I'm hopeless, I've been gunning forever
Me and my man strapped up running togheter
G I didn't ask to be a shooter
Young cub lost in the jungle lost fighting for food
I've made the wrong move
It's started by nature
I'm sorry if the motherf*cker bullet mistake ya
Hey
Innocent's lost, yeah I know what you feel
When I see the homie die yeah that hurt me for real
That's why I do what I feel
Shoot em' up bang bang [?]
When i bang to kill
Showed up, west spot just playing with your life till' I'm aiming to die

Where I go, bitches go get free ass
Niggas in the street waving blue and red flags (And the gangesters)
Where I go you get work for nice prices (And the thugs)
They hit your damn switches and get high with no licence (Spittin' real [?])
Where I go you can carry a strap
Roll around with your window down
Head in your lap

Shooters salute f*ck the police
Yeah, [?] forever, you get it?
Where I go
Bitches [?] bitches to get free p*ssy
To the fullest
You get it, yeah

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