Correction Paroles California Bangers par Brotha Lynch Hung

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Ch-Ch-Ch-Chyeah
Real gangsta n***as
Lynch, Eiht chyeah
The Hood chyeah checc it out

The hood is mine, n***a get bacc
Imm set up shop and get my stacc
When I'm in the CPT set up on the nine
When I'm in Garden Blocc everything is fine
Hit Lynch on the line tell him chyeah I'm coastin'
On the blocc all day strictly West Coastin'
Ain't nuthin' else but I stay straight
Wit real gangsta ass n***as in other states
Ain't no phony cops n cats get chase with gats
Any b*t*h n***a I diss improve my stats
Hoodrats I been done had'em
Friends turn into enemies I ain't mad at'em
They hate when a n***a get his paper right
Not fuccin' Sean Paul but I give'em the light
Red beam the light I'm talkin' 'bout
Face you mothafuccas get to walkin' out chyeah

North, South California Gangstas
Eiht, Lynch California Bangers
Wait you b*t*h its a no-brainer
Trust you snitch we coathanga stranglas
North, South California Gangstas
Eiht, Lynch California Bangers
Wait you b*t*h its a no-brainer
Trust you snitch we coathanga stranglas
Let me tell you sumthin' n***a
This a tight game
But Imma ride this mothafucca like a bike mane
Take the night train get off downtown
Fell asleep at the park after I got off ten rounds
I been down since 1983, that's when I saw an AK
At Washington school, hey that's a school in L.A
True story, my n***a my life it's too gory
Not too long ago my sister just died in two-story, true story
Jealous n***a shot her straight in the head
And if I wasn't on tour that mothafucca be dead
But one time scaffoled him up then I got bacc
Damn near walk to the funeral I had on my blacc
Then poured the beer in the hole and told her I loved her
And I'm always thinkin' of her I roll undercover
So fucc what you say this is GBC Siccmade 'til I D-I-E that's just me

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