Back In The Day

作曲 : Lil' 1/2 Dead/Kenneth "K-Phlx" Manning

Yeah, ha ha

That crazy half dead in this mother****er

Know what im saying, For the 1996 biatch

Yeah, haha, way back in the day

Way back in the day what I was told

****ing every thing happening and just ain't gold

But everything I touched is just the gangsta shit

That's why I keep coming up with these cavi hits

And H.D dogg will always stay a G

Coming from the Eastside of the L.B.C

Always watch my back and I handle my biz

And all yall sucka ass niggas know what time it iz

You better watch your back and you better not trip

Because I always got my strap with my extra clip

And H.D dogg has always been a mack

And every single day I smoke an fat ass sack

I like smoking ****** and a gang of beer

I been doing this gangsta shit for a gang of years

And I can break it down in a gang of ways

But I learn this gangsta shit way back in the day

Way back in the day (4x)

Way back in my hood in 83'

That's when this gangsta shit had first came to me

It was planted in my head and it never left

That's why you niggas know just where my weapon is kept

Up under my ************rt and I put's in work

And I really gives a mad **** about getting hurt

You better watch your back when im on your block

And you best hit the deck when I bust my Glock

Cuz if you get hit nigga, it ain't my fault

When you lying in the street outlined and chalked

And all I can say is that's what you get for

For ****ing with them niggas comin' from the gangsta clique

And even though nigga when you dead and gone

I'll be still doing the shit like all night long

And even though say that crime don't pay

I learn that shit here nigga way back in the day

Way back in the day (4x)

Now this just a taste, just to let you know

That I be like coming with that gangsta flow

And if you don't hear me, nigga open your ears

Cuz I done ran through life and didn't have no fears

Or regrets, or sorrows, or maybe even madness

We was just comin' up some crazy little bastards

Having fun in the city, doing robberies

Ringing bells and touching nigga taints

But stealing bikes was the best one

And you probably get fifty if you came with a fresh one

From the big homie, from down the block

He keeps a gang of money cuz he slangs them rocks

But I ain't knockin' that man from gettin' paid

He straight living lavish and he has it made

And every day he chills in the shade

And he been doing that shit there since back in the days

Way back in the day (8x)