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b.g. knocc out – that’s on the set lyrics

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there’s got to be more
to life
than these gang wars
i love what i paid for
i’m in this gang
trying ot get
what i came for
and help my home boys
they walk in the same door
they listen to me
but they just don’t act right
they lack life
they murderers
act right
your own kind
will put a knife in your spine

my eyes wide open
can’t live life in the blind
i got an automatic rifle: the 9
every day i
put my life on the line
i’m a capricorn
what a trifling sign
the kind that keep another
n-gg- wife on his mind

i keep another niggga wife
giving head
i’m the living dead
loc i’m a die getting dread
getting money now
and ain’t n-body stopping me
n-body bribing me
real life monogamy

east side
i’m gonna ride
till i die
getting high
go to war
it’s an eye for an eye
i’m on that west coast rhyme sh-t
it ain’t about money
when you’re right politics
and you just right
and life is over
it got me
going to a movie
oh low
oh snoopy doop
hey!
east side
hey!
mack rich a crip
n-gg-
wave!
ten things you do
about to go
got world wide record sales
a life on parole
popping out a human leg
still cause
blooming saving in the stalls
now back
taking photo flicks
for big ?
more scenes
with the big big sets
i tell my n-gg-s
who they tell me
hail life is h-ll
living off of wheat
we seen n-gg-s
come and go
but you ain’t never seen
n-gg-s quite like us before
no

refrain
east side
i’m gonna ride
till i die
getting high
go to war
it’s an eye for an eye

east side
i’m gonna ride
till i die
getting high
go to war
it’s an eye for an eye

tell them it’s spider loc
all g’d up c’d up
start stop banging
i’m still hanging
bg’d up
see my busta and
my side sh-t i k!ll one
can’t sleep
these other n-gg-s
but i’m a real one
there for life
forever down for mine
and i never lied
did the crime and the time
so f-ck what she said
and f-ck what he said
it’s all good cause i
got hood and street cred
trips if ya wanna
i’m gonna make you eat lead
pop em in a n-gg-
three shots three dead
think i’m still thugging
from the block
i’m still hugging
smoke so much herb
i feel like i”m still buzzing
my people evil
don’t trip
we still cousins
same sh-t
different day
compound
still hugging

like spider
i’m a rider
you can see it in my eyes
rep the streets
run the hood
all the time
till i die on mine

east side
i’m gonna ride
till i die
getting high
go to war
it’s an eye for an eye

east side
i’m gonna ride
till i die
getting high
go to war
it’s an eye for an eye

how many times
i gotta tell
you all dummies
g the only youngster
making bail dog money
with cake like ernie
bread like benz
a buck twenty
why get a head
in the anvil
i”m a bad boy
how easy is that
when i drop
i’m gonna pop
it’s as easy as that

and i’m as real as they come
real plus when i
show but i”m still as a slum

where the hoes
get simple
popping pills in they gums
these b-tches getting so out of here
the feeling is wrong
and i’m right there chilling
benny thick the mouth
just to take ‘em to the hood
and put d-ck in they mouth
then i’m back to the lab
and i’m pursuing the loc
with another f-ck story
to report in to boot
and i don’t gotta talk murder
i’m gonna save them stories
matter of fact
f-ck that
that’s be our territory
n-gg-

east side
i’m gonna ride
till i die
getting high
go to war
it’s an eye for an eye

east side
i’m gonna ride
till i die
getting high
go to war
it’s an eye for an eye

they take my eye
and try to pull the wool over it
i really left wanting
the bullsh-t over with
and it don’t
tyrice and coca cola
gets 99%
on the bench and baking soda mix
can’t go by
going back to castro stick
took the c-ke pipe down
added castro’s fit
i’ll leave your legs broke
that a cast won’t fix
and that’s for me down
from a capo fix

i’ll stick you
in the old six fat with a rash
life is f-cked up
and none ripped the task
wraps rolled up
half a bit in the bag
left the roof back
just to flick the ash
don’t talk
just listen and ask
when the gr-ss high
hit a six liberty task
got the glock
cook the chopper
couldn’t fit in the dash
and the back sh-lls
with an empty clip in the stash
let’s go

east side
i’m gonna ride
till i die
getting high
go to war
it’s an eye for an eye

east side
i’m gonna ride
till i die
getting high
go to war
it’s an eye for an eye

got a blue caprice
and when i came up
she was the
only hole in it
real small waist
with a large -ss
that’s about a six
tray parked in the street
scarred knuckles
from getting whipped
with bell buckles
star stupid n-gg-s
trying to be like my uncle
check my first stack
and a n-gg- starting to chuckle
that’s when i dedicated
my life to the hustle
start thinking murder
is my p-ssion

rather go out and shoot him
with a bag of dough
sending you a letter
with a ransom note
all i know are the streets
that we grew up on
nice day for having money
and dying hard
half a penny hondas
and luxury five stars
a lot of holes
but the green
kept my big heart
my homies in jail
or they dead
it’s a grave yard

east side
i’m gonna ride
till i die
getting high
go to war
it’s an eye for an eye

east side
i’m gonna ride
till i die
getting high
go to war
it’s an eye for an eye

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