Ol English
Ol english ride by get high
Smoking on that chronic drinkin ol english, Rags tied gang signs
Letters on my hat in ol english, Drive by homicide
RIP Tats in ol english, Westside till i die
Niggaz pouring out that ol english
Verse 1
Once upon a time in the projects yo
I watch my uncle grieg put d's on his 64
I washed it on monday so he bought me a gold chain
Shot crack and watched colours so i soaked up game
Drove the impala on his lap dat was my role model
Used to let me kill the corner of his 40oz bottle
On the weekend him my pops flashed the vet
Til one weekend my uncle got stabbed to death
He got murdered by a fiend my pops aint like that
He was from nutty block they used to call him maniac
Crazy ass nigga with a black panther tat
Kill a nigga cross him out on his compton hat
Told me when i got older i would understand that
Its blood in blood out aint no turning back
Few summers went by we moved across the tracks
13 thats when i had my first ol english
Ol english ride by get high
Smoking on that chronic drinkin ol english, Rags tied gang signs
Letters on my hat in ol english, Drive by hommicide
RIP Tats in ol english, Westside till i die
Niggaz pouring out that ol english
Verse 2
I was the first nigga with a starter jacket on the block
Used to build model cars make the muthafuckers hop
Moms banged hoover crip she was known for selling rocks
Let me collect the 40oz bottles in the dope spot
Bought my first converse thought i couldnt be stopped
When i creased up my khakis threw on my ronnie lot
Used to think that i was hard so i stole my brothers glock
N thats the day my life changed cuz that night he got shot
Killed by another crip over his rolex watch
I got high for three years off the chronic from the doc
I was drinking 40oz alot
N every liquor store in compton sold out the day e-zy dropped
I start bangin red laces in my Adidas
Drinkin out a brown paper bag on my first drive by
I was a menace to society
But i never left fingerprints on my ol english
Ol english ride by get high
Smoking on that chronic drinkin ol english, Rags tied gang signs
Letters on my hat in ol english, Drive by our side
RIP Tats in ol english, Westside till i die
Niggaz pouring out that ol english
Verse 3
I got alot of dead homies some blood some crip
This is life stop watchin that boyz in da hood shit
You see this red rag hanging out of my jeans
I went to 20 funerals by the age of 19
Then i went to college basketball was my dream
Quit the team cuz id rather shoot rock with the fiends
Wanted to be freeway rick
He showed me how to turn a stolen 5.0 into a brick
Bought a cadillac thought i was rich bangin dj quick
On crenshaw got jacked for my shit
Took a long chronic hit thought about the time
When i was 12 years old i emptied my first clip
Hit my first switch same night fuck my first bitch
Thought i was dreamin til i pinched her tit
She caught a stray bullet ridin shotgun in my shit
So i got her name tatted in ol english
Ol english ride by get high
Smoking on that chronic drinkin ol english, Rags tie gang signs
Letters on my hat in ol english, Drive by our side
RIP Tats in ol english, Westside till i die
Niggaz pouring out that ol english