damn homie shits changed out here dog fo real let me take you to a time where no homies dropped a dime where the juras would pursue us so it s trucha on the grind start to laugh but then i cry but my tears are held inside cuz this vida it s been vicious just to make it time to shine ask the homies in the var feeling blessed that s thanks to god just to make the paper yes the fedi serving with a job all the homies listen see it s about the big one three keep it moving fuck polluting any righteous city g was the choice i chose to live anybody come and get the glesh just stash the vest cuz it s always fuck a pig on the calles everyday from skid row to mandalay that s the bay up in vegas ask investors they don t play they don t play and yeah i remember a time where the juras would pursue us no one s dropping a dime just to live through the path i was chosen to take what could i say just a kid growing up in l a but now my raza risin up from a script to a cut make that money nothing funny be about making bucks its so easy to fall off the track and get caught up never that thats a fact show em that we wised up i hit the block and i m think about them old days bombed out with a gauge till i caught a case but them years pass and ese came back hard as ever baby jokes on the front map money s flippin my mind is different yeah i drifted cuz these fools ain t with the bizness ain t tripping cuz you fools ain t stack my plate and all my real camaradas are locked away it s kinda sad cuz every hood is doing bad no dad drug labs just start from scratch i ma hold on to the rings cuz i know they listen we blood of kings best believe that our women princess  and yeah i remember a time where the juras would pursue us no one s dropping a dime just to live through the path i was chosen to take what could i say just a kid growing up in l a but now my raza risin up from a script to a cut make that money nothing funny be about making bucks its so easy to fall off the track and get caught up never that thats a fact show em that we wised up and i remember i use to bang for my gang prepare to die for my gang you know i ride for my gang a twisted youngster from the hood signed my life away in blood i d give my life to the bullet being foolish been misunderstood i started slanging no trippin i caught my foes when they slippin i pop this whole fucking clip in won t stop til nobody is living there s drugs from violence got my g right stacking a mileage find me if you can t i m still caught up in this fucking fight and ain t no mercy on my soul till i m destined to go and where i m going is inferno for me living so cold i never knew i d live this long but i d be ready for war dropping cases by the dozens knock em all to the floor come on and yeah i remember a time where the juras would pursue us no one s dropping a dime just to live through the path i was chosen to take what could i say just a kid growing up in l a but now my raza risin up from a script to a cut make that money nothing funny be about making bucks its so easy to fall off the track and get caught up never that thats a fact show em that we wised up yeah we up in the studio right now dog big jasp dave salas you know gang of homies ain t here right now whats up chino gee i m right here dog i m still doing this shit minor from that cherryville gang homie you know it don t stop dog all the homies passed away you know there s little kids lost up in here homie you know l a hollywood land of dreams ain t no muthafucking land of dreams right here gee