One Blood - The Game
Yo dre i thought i was dead
West coast
I'm the doctor's advocate
Ni**a dre shot ya
Brought me back from the dead
That's why they call him the doctor
The mavs gon drop
If 50 ain't rocking wit him no more
It's ok i get it popping
Whole club rocking like da 6 4 impala
Drink cris throw it up call the sh*t hydraulics
Then piss in the cup call the sh*t hipnotiq
I bleed compton spit crack the sh*t chronic
And you knew niggas ain't sh*t but new niggas
Baped and ape shoe niggas i'm takling to you ni**a
Bounce in the 6 4 throwing up west side man
Sell another five million albums yes i am
Fresh like damn dis ni**a did it again
A hundred thousand on his neck la above the brim
Inside the lambo shotgun wit snoop
What the muthaf**king west coast be without
One crip one blood
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One blood one blood one blood
I'm from the west side of the 6 4 impala
When niggas say where you from
We'll never say holla
Bandana on the right side gun on the left side
Niggas in new york know how to throw up the west side
Word to eazy i'm so ill believe me
I made room for jeezy
But the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathing
All i need is one reason
I'm the king and dre said it the west coast need me
I don't know why you niggas keep trying me
Everybody know that i'm the heir to the aftermath dynasty
And i ain't got to make sh*t for the club
What dj gon turn down the 38 snub
You 38 and you still rapping uhh
I'm 26 ni**a so is the dubs
On the 07 hummer hop out
Nobody guards when the chronic
Smoke clear all you gon see is one blood
One blood one blood one blood
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One blood one blood one blood one blood
I ain't got beef wit 50 no beef wit j
What's beef when you getting head in the 6 trey
And the double game change i keep them on display
Black t shirt so all you see is the a
Turn on the tv and all you see is the a
You niggas better make up a dance and try to get radio play
Keep on snapping your fingers i ain't going away
I don't regret what i spit cause i know what i say
And niggas talk about me they don't know when to stop
I got the louis vuitton belt buckle holding the glock
No beam no silencer i know when to pop
I wait till lil jon come on and let off a shot
I had the number one billboard spot
Niggas stepped on my fingers and i climbed right back to the top
I'm big i'm cube i'm nas i'm pac
This ain't sh*t but a warning till my album drop
