Dayz Of 89 lyrics

Geah
Some of that thug shit
Hoo-Bangin` Gangstas in the house
Representin` for the West
Compton one time
Check this out, uh

Geah
Hoo-Bangin` in the house
We gon` do it like this
Compton in the house
For all the thug niggas out there
Life ain`t nuthin` but money and hot nines
Crooked hoes, keepin hid from one...
Check me out

Somebody help me out the ghetto
Cause there`s some things I just can`t let go, uh
My mind takes a twirl
Lord, I try to cope with it, but I scream: fucks the world!
Young nigga with dreams of schemes for the cash
But then awaken to the sounds of late nite gun blasts
My moms told my ass: hit the floor!
Before the hot ones echo through the window
Damn, why the fuck it`s - my block
Graffiti lookin` greedy and niggas who slangin` rock
Fo` sho`, I wanna be like that, fuck Mike
Unless Mike was on the corner with a strap at night
Gettin harrassed by the cops cause he`s tryin` to make some dough
So he can push up from a Caddy and dumps the Pinto
So everybody in the hood can cops the lleyo
And I can collects the cash flow

Chrous:

Life ain`t nuthin` but money and hot nines
Crooked hoes, keepin hid from one-time
You got your strap uh, I got mine
Takin you back to the time of `89

Pops sendin money in lines from out of state
But too late, I`m on the corner now way past eight
Better they be on the look out for dark head lights
Or get caught up in a twist of a long kiss goodnight
Love the days of gettin paid With the cavi I clock
When I roam the hard knocks are the court down block
Turnin tide, now you bitch niggas wanna trip
With a year-old Cutlass and a bag full of grips-
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