Song DOM DOLLA - #22 Pump The Brakes

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*[Intro:]*
You're proud of that fact that you're-you're in the gang
From Lime Hood
Why? But you're proud of the fact that you're what, why is that?
Why?
Yeah
'Cause I'm down, I'm down for it
'Cause I'm a true *[?]*
I'm a true *[?]*
I come from the heart
What-what, why?
W-w-why be in a gang, what's in it for you?
What's in it?
Well, you get killed, right?
Yeah
You mean some of your friends been killed?
Yeah
So
For a simple cause
W-w-what's the simple cause?
Of bein' a Blood

*[DOM KENNEDY:]*
On Rosecrans off Gin and Juice
On Rosecrans off Gin and Juice
'Round here niggas ain't got shit to lose
Young niggas off the chain and they gettin' loose
L.A. niggas with the bullshit
You better not step to me wrong
I'll burn five hundred dollar candles
Will they mourn me when I'm gone?

*[The Game:]*
39 and I'm still bangin' (Still bangin')
I can't get out if I wanted to (If I wanted to)
All I did was document my life (Document my life)
I ain't put that red rag in front of you (In front of you)
My first album had the world lit (World lit)
Hit the hood and brought the Hummer through (Hummer through)
I finally got the Impala candy-painted (Candy-painted)
Show you outta-towners what that Summer do
Started off with 60 niggas with me everywhere I went
120 cups inside a Summer Jam tent
I went from broke fantasizin' 'bout Christina Aquilera to
Puttin' TVs in the dash of my mama's Xterra
This is real shit
I'm spittin' bars from the gun niggas get killed with
I had to cover my son and let that steel spit
I talked about in songs, niggas got real sick
Dre thought that I was just rappin'
I told 'em I had bodies, no cappin'
Nigga, this the new Compton
2005, my whole life got live
Picture a gang member on the cover of the Vibe
Tell 'em why it's West Side

*[DOM KENNEDY:]*
'Cause L.A. niggas with the bullshit
You better not step to me wrong
I'll burn five hundred dollar candles
Will they mourn me when I'm gone?
On Rosecrans off Gin and Juice
On Rosecrans off Gin and Juice
'Round here niggas ain't got shit to lose
Young niggas off the chain and they gettin' loose

*[The Game:]*
They don't put me on the set at Rollin' Loud
AK-47 only way I move the crowd (The crowd)
This my life (This my life)
It's more than music (It's more than music)
A lot of niggas rap but I was born to do it (I was born to do it)
Took my mama two days to give birth
And how I repay her? Goin' through her motherfuckin' purse (Motherfuckin' purse)
It's crazy how she loved me after all my dirt (After all my dirt)
Nigga disrespect her, he gon' touch the earth (Touch the earth)
If it's me or my niggas, then I'ma die first
Go on my 'Gram, put that pic of me and DOM on some shirts
It's all fun and games 'til that Super Soaker squirt
You lost somebody you love, I know it hurt
I got two dead brothers, one dead father
A mama with a pacemaker, two sons, and a daughter
I got a lot to live for but I ain't scared to die
I got this Hennessy and my nigga DOM KENNEDY
West Side

*[DOM KENNEDY:]*
Them L.A. niggas with the bullshit
You better not step to me wrong
I'll burn five hundred dollar candles
Will they mourn me when I'm gone?
Them L.A. niggas with the bullshit (Bullshit)
You better not step to me wrong (Step to me wrong)
I'll burn five hundred dollar candles (Dollar candles)
Will they mourn me when I'm gone? (When I'm gone)

How long? Yeah
How long? Uh-huh
Yup, straight like that, yeah
Give hundred dollar candles
When I'm gone, yeah
Now, step to me wrong
Five hundred dollars candles
Will they mourn me when I'm gone? (Yeah)
Oh, haha, I'm gone, yeah
Yup