EAST COAST , WEST COAST , DOWN SOUTH , MID WEST

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West Side Till I Die - Tq
Talking: ... Know what I''m sayin? Break it down for me. Steadily mobbin,
rockrock on.
I was just the young boy,
Living in the _hove_ city.
(East Side Compton G)
Back in the days when Ice Cube and Eazy
Had every [nigga] yellin'' out
Boy you can''t [****] with me''
Remember Ice-T had the power;
hearing gunshots licking by the hour.
When Too $hort bumping every _super_spo_
And told us all how to ride for the West Coast
1- To my peoples if you with me where you at
Throw your _gloves_ in the air,
and wave ''em like you just don''t care
From L.A. to the Bay, what you say, all day every day any damn day
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down, going on an'' on
It don''t stop, won''t stop, can''t stop, [nigga] ride or die.
That''s why I put it down for the West side.
Didn''t seem that long ago, (oh no)
We was stealing 40s out the liquor sto (oh no)
Mama started tripping so it''s time to go
Mob to the park with the _locstaz_.
Everybody broke smoking roaches
DJ Quik was the [****], had everybody tryin'' to be
From the C-P-T
Y''all remember, Onetime tried to clown
We had to burn this whole thing down.
2- One time for my niggaz in incarceration,
I blaze a dime with you, for having lotza patience
Two times for my sisters at the county buildin
I got some West Side love for all you ghetto children
Three times for my [homies] that done passed away,
I tip some Gin for you, and pray for better days.
One day everything''s gonna be fine,
but until that day my only reply, Is West Side till I die!
1- To my peoples if you with me where you at
Throw your _gloves_ in the air, and wave ''em like you just don''t care
From L.A. to the Bay, what you say, all day every day any damn day
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down, going on an'' on
It don''t stop, won''t stop, can''t stop, [nigga] ride or die.
Got to give it up for the West side.
From Crenshaw to Foothill Boulevard
All I see is lowlows and mob cars,_datins_ and five stars,
All the true hos is hitting switches,
With all the finest riches.
Of course the finest [bitches], don''t get it twisted.
Ask me what''s a real G? Show me a [nigga] rappin;
back against the wall until his knuckles bleed.
Screaming death to all our enemies, and those who don''t believe.
West Coast living be the best to me.
2- One time for my niggaz in incarceration,
I blaze a dime with you, for having lotza patience
Two times for my sisters at the county buildin
I got love for all your little ghetto children
Three times for my [homies] that done passed away,
I tip some Gin for you, and pray for better days.
One day everything''s gonna be fiaiaihiahiahaine,
but until that day my only reply, Is West Side till I die!
1- To my peoples if you with me where you at
Throw your _gloves_ in the air, and wave ''em like you just don''t care
From L.A. to the Bay, what you say, all day every day any damn day
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down, going on an'' on
It don''t stop, won''t stop, can''t stop, [nigga] ride or die.
Got to give it up for the West side.
Talking: Dedicated to Eric "Eazy-E" Wright, Tupac Shakur. Rest in
peace,homies.
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Hôm nay xin post bài Dear Mama của Tupac :
Verse One: 2Pac}
When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I''d see her face
Ain''t a woman alive that could take my mama''s place
Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool
With the big boys, breakin all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different daddy''s, the same drama
When things went wrong we''d blame mama
I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell
Huggin on my mama from a jail cell
And who''d think in elementary?
Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day
And runnin from the police, that''s right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside
And even as a crack fiend, mama
You always was a black queen, mama
I finally understand
For a woman it ain''t easy tryin to raise a man
You always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
There''s no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
{Chorus: Reggie Green Sweet Franklin w/ 2Pac}
Lady...
Don''t cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don''t cha know we love ya?
{second and third chorus, And dear mama instead of Dear mama}
{Verse Two: 2Pac}
Now ain''t nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn''t there
He passed away and I didn''t cry, cause my anger
Wouldn''t let me feel for a stranger
They say I''m wrong and I''m heartless, but all along
I was lookin for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love
I moved out and started really hangin
I needed money of my own so I started slangin
I ain''t guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin money in your mailbox
I love payin rent when the rent''s due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me
And I could see you comin home after work late
You''re in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin
But now the road got rough, you''re alone
You''re tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
And there''s no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
{Verse Three: 2Pac}
Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I''m hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there''s no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act craaazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there''s a brighter day
Everything will be alright if ya hold on
It''s a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
And there''s no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
Sweet lady
And dear mama
Dear mama
Lady {3X}
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