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CITY OF ANGELS - LYRICS

INTRO
yeah, let me take You back on a journey through time
with my n*gga Nate Dogg…
shit… Let’s do this…
for everyone that You lost
If You mourn – You better listen…

 

PART I
Riding through the city of angels, let my top down
n*ggas running wild, sideshows got the whole block on lockdown
stressed out on a hustle for the cash
so if You got a minute make it last
dont wait for permission n*gga, we been held down too long
troublesome minds in criminal tymez – its on
still outta oaktown, representin
a free man out on bail so f*ck clinton
I aint down with them new cats, f*ck em
aint no name droppin cus n*ggas got what they had comin
so You better get your head right
life is short, and a cop might murder You for runnin a fuckin red light
still riding for my thugs in compton
inglewood. watts, left You niggas behind wonderin
how I got hoes ringing up my pager
in every area code, so nate sing it like a player

 

HOOK
in the City of Angels we ride like we used to do
homie I got your back, whatever You go through
young thugs growing up in the hood
recognize and it’s all good

 

PART II
In the city of angels, bangers and thugs
how can they blame us we grew up without a warning of the
dangers of chasing paper and drugs
lord guide us through
we wont leave
You can feel us in the summer breeze
so roll up some weed.
and light up for the homies at peace
picture a place in the sky
where they ride
a place where all the dogs that we knew can
hang and unite
and if You mourn someone
You know they are at peace
dont worry bout a damn thang homie
cause in due time you’ll meet

 

HOOK
in the City of Angels we ride like we used to do
homie I got your back, whatever You go through
young thugs growing up in the hood
recognize and it’s all good

 

PART III
Its still one love whether blood or crippin
with dop in this bitch I got the whole world tripping
on a mission to get everything You owe
hopin I can make a change, so my seeds can grow old
the westsides ridin tonight, so lets dip
I need a fly ass b*tch with a twist in her hips
livin fast in the city of dreams so make moves
n*ggas selling their souls to break through
we used to kick up dust on these same streets
mama dont cry cause I changed and now that aint me
and if the pain runs deep let me be your shoulder
this panther power turned me into a souljah
never forget what we went through
still we rise … to places we never been to
pourin out some liquor for kadafI and fatal
getting high watchin time fly, in the city of angels

 

BRIDGE
We all gotta go some day
cause time does only flow one way
some dogs get to grow old, some play
pour out a little liquor for your dogs
so they can take a sip up there with god

 

HOOK
in the City of Angels we ride like we used to do
homie I got your back, whatever You go through
young thugs growing up in the hood
recognize and it’s all good

 

OUTRO
Yeah… This goes out to all the fallen souljahs
Syke, Kadafi, Fatal, Johnny J…
shout out to all my mexican thugs…
Big Nate Dogg, my nigga Shock G…
We lost too many of y’all – too many…
But best believe as you reach the pearly gates
I’ll be waiting n*gga
This life ain’t nuttin but another step on the stairway to eternal life
So make the best of it
Give what you can give
And enjoy your short stay on this planet…
Until we meet again…

 

© 2023 dopfunk

FACING DEATH - LYRICS

PART I
I still ride on my enemies, sippin on yak and hennesey
ya n*ggas fell off but my true soldiers remember me
frozen in time my nine about to go off
money made these n*ggas go soft and I’m bout to show off
a true thug riding in my drop top benz
(I show no love) aint no need to be friends
so witness my cold strategies
sit on my throne, lavishly
decorated with skulls
cause royalties in my pedigree
I’m gone but I will never be… forgotten
was talking about death cause I knew n*ggas was plottin
so I came back
only to haunt these n*ggas
snakes will slither it dont matter who pulled the trigger
war times over and now that n*ggas is sober
they remember makavelI while barely anyone knows ya
I told ya… my memory wont fade
I came back to set things straight
and all my n*ggas say

 

HOOK
n*ggas wonder why this game has caused so many tears
(All they promise us is death n*gga)
Theyre stuck up in the hood, but they cant face their fears
(Who’ll be the last one left n*gga?)
Livin through their days as if the lord has become blind
(If you are livin you are blessed n*gga)
You gotta make up your mind, what you wanna do with your life
(the hustle is a test n*gga)

 

PART II
I cut deep grab your jugular vein and start rippin
n*ggas will start tripping but end up in parts missing
hidden… got no more feelings but my vision is peace
I roll one deep, with my piece, as I creep in these streets
the shadow is my veil as I hit the block
sneaking up on keefe d, busting shots for my n*gga pac
pop, pop, I blow this n*ggas brains out
now the shit he was talking and his blood leaking from the same mouth
shoulda never fucked with a dog n*gga
(bark bark) toss it up all my thug n*ggas
ya scary bitches run once the darkman comes
to take you in, reflect on what you done
and in due time youll find out for yourself who you be
aint no riches that will help you in hell when you meet
your maker, he’ll break ya down and analyze
what you did in your life, n*gga everybody has to die…

 

HOOK
n*ggas wonder why this game has caused so many tears
(All they promise us is death n*gga)
Theyre stuck up in the hood, but they cant face their fears
(Who’ll be the last one left n*gga?)
Livin through their days as if the lord has become blind
(If you are livin you are blessed n*gga)
You gotta make up your mind, what you wanna do with your life
(the hustle is a test n*gga)

 

OUTRO
Ya n*ggas been talking a lot of shit since I been gone
But remember one thing n*gga
When you fade into darkness you’ll be forgotten in time
But my legacy lives on
Even your kids and their kids and their grandkids
will still bump my shit while you rot in a grave
n*ggas talk a lot of shit but thats after im gone
cause they feel me in a physical form…