Seventeen years, still here to testify  Hangin' high, with no ID you can't verify My cellmate Dice Raw is nice, y'all Who fumbled and took a pit fall I'm with this right here Everybody get your groove on everywhere, everywhere He discussed the aids test and the waiver It's a hold up, with a L.A. flavour Young militants will watch and now we're growing By the way this shit is going Thugged out, straight flossin in them big bodies Especially when a bitch ride dick like jockeys All armed with a mouth like bazookas I was raised in compton, What the fuck, Cause? Now I'm Cruisin, Nigga-Niggaz I be bruisin Cause I can't afford losin' Niggaz wanna kill me, god Sex on delivery, S.O.D. I roll solo Man I'm tryin ta blow Farly Flex, relfex, MVP yo My Boston, ho Here it comes got fame on the drums Then drop it How sick can y'all get? Forever keeping my shit cocked for drama Capone-E, let's ride da de da da So what you think? Life is a game And I think it's vital I dont seem the same You waiting for the music that you need to remember? You don't want to enter this deadly chamber SHORTY! I think your car seat need a booster If you really wanna know, who we are These young niggaz get chops and rocks Eighty-eight sandwiches, Thurmos in a lunch box Was hopin for support, hoping for the President's word Pigeon ass niggaz plus ya vision's blurred We can't help what we are Combined suckers diss and what you get after