Back in the Day

[Lil' 1/2 Dead] Yeah, ha ha That nigga half dead in this motherfucker Know what im saying, For the 1996 biatch Yeah, haha, Way back in the day [Lil' 1/2 Dead] Way back in the day what I was told Nigga every thing shining and just ain't gold But every thing 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 weed 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 [Lil' 1/2 Dead Hook 4x] Way back in the day [Lil' 1/2 Dead] 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 shirt and I put's in work And I really gives a mad fuck 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 bitch, 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 fucking with them niggas coming 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 [Lil' 1/2 Dead Hook 4x] Way back in the day [Lil' 1/2 Dead] 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 Because I done ran through life and didn't have no fears Or regrets, or sorrows, or maybe even madness We was just coming up some crazy little bastards Having fun in the city Doing robberies, ringing bells and touching bitches titties 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 because he slangs them rocks But I ain't knocking that man from getting 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 [Lil' 1/2 Dead Hook 8x]