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Artist: Game
Title: One Blood (west Coast Remix)
Submit by: admin
Date: 10/05/2007
Hits: 12
(Feat. Snoop Dogg, Kurupt, Daz Dillinger, Crooked I, WC, E-40 & Glasses Malone)[The Game]Dre, I see gang bangers[Snoop Dogg Intro]Hey yo Game! What it do nephew?It's the crippin cause, Snoop D-O-double-GAnd I'm bless this up,One blood for you one timeIf you know mineYeah[Snoop Dogg]They call the D-O-Dub... wasn't really trippin cause21, 20 crips and all of us is crippin, cuzWe from a different street, all got that different heatBut when we move the macs for Game, we on the same beatSo if you fuck with blood, then you fuck wit usAnd we ain't bustin duds, watch out, cause we bustin slugsWe sure to stay in touch and clean your mess upAnd if you from the West Coast, my nigga... w-w-w-w-WESTSIDE![Kurupt]Yeah rollin with two gripsGlock holdin on the hip, rollin wit two clipsGot two tiny locos ready to take tripsShake and make trips, high stakes to take gripsBut they know what's crackin cuz, cause as we huddleThey hold cards down, nigga, like spades and pinochleWest coast gang bang, riders erasin emGot funny niggaz raisin up and riders replacin em, cuz![Daz Dillinger]Draped in blue, notorious gangsta crewRIP for niggaz who don't stay trueDeep down in the crevices, see the jets veteranDwellin in the land of the gang bang with fleshinI'm legendary, yes, yes, a westcoasterThrowin up two C's, wit two guns in my holsterI'm from Long Beach city, a crip next to ComptonDown wit my nigga Game, if you niggaz want problemsFrom the streets to the suites, anywhere we can meetCome along to Compton, Slauson Swap MeetWorldwide, get swept away by the tideBy G's, and BG's, O.G's, its time to RIIIIDE![Chorus][Crooked I]My father was a Crip, he named the song "young cause"Used to be on death of course I know one bloodCrooked I game movin it in G rideInspect his style, I'll die for the east side[ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ]So what the cause like, what the blood likeCall my necklace justice cause it's just iceI'm a prince along bitch when I touch niceI let the thug life just like a young psych[WC]Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne?Trued up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes!From the westside, strivin to dead emWhere them killers throw that third letter upLike Raymond Washington and Tookie WilliamsBlue jeans, blue strings, blowin blueberry greenCadillac on blue D's and a blue TMoney thick as blue cheese, chunkin up the dubWhat the west be without Snoop and Dub C and one blood?[E-40]The Bay Area, fuckers, we pop emOpen you up if you got a problemUp top, born in Cali-forn-iaClean your clock, open your can of tunaMake a choice to see the hell or it's heavenGet your chest layed out wit the FM 57This ain't nothin to do with nobodyBut in the Yay, there ain't nuttin to do but catch bodies[Chorus][Glasses Malone]Wassup, has this mask by the hundred two'sOne blood my ass shit I brought when I hundred do'sRoll with a hundred Crip, finding a wayWith a navy blue red, and ain't down to my dayAnd the navy blue red still duckin' the northWatch me get that bitch laid like the kid of the portIt's move on muhfuckers by the blood for realCause the beach cruisin' flow colds polo bend here[The Game]It's the P-I are you lookin' R-I-PIf you ever fuck with the G-A-M-ES-N-double-O-P and the D-A-ZK-U-R-U-P-TG-A-M L-O and the,Fourty ounce Bentley, back the drink the hennyOn that S-T Crooked I, D-E-SSmokin' that million greenKeep that sewish stressI'm from the West coast corner Dub C for sure2Pac laid, guess who carry the torchTryna throw up the dub, and on me that loveCalifornia resurrected, nigga the remix took was(One blood)
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