I'm seein' bodiez in the alley and blood in the valley From the shores of Maine all the way to Compton Cali I'm callin' rally to the homies in the street
lives, living in the gangsta's paradise Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
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OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though But I got a gang
, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Welcome to Atlanta where the players play And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets see gangsters roamin'
the ten china whites seekin hustler paradise Where you from, what's your name, motherfucker what you sayin? Dub C still claimin that Maad Circle gang
had holes and they fit tight Pray to God 'cause it's hard trying to live right Waiting on the train can't hang with the street gangs Making me insane
yo yo yo yo yo Welcome to Atlanta where the players play And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin' And
, wasup, wassup Let's do it Walk wit ya nigga, hawk wit ya nigga, I came to shut it down Ski mask and four pound Baby, grenades, we deep like baby parades
those that don't know big words, I'm fuckin' faded Eighty-three degrees, ease to a shaded spot Our first spot was cool 'til some gangsters made it hot
corner I'm making the way like they at a parade Niggaz get fitted for graves for going for brave When them bullets get sprayed So I ain't no hangman no gang
mention me Me that's who it ain't no mystery Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me A nigga told me to keep hope alive Survive and '95, I'll get you paradise
arraigned Takin' sworn notes to makin' c-notes Knowin' all the while that bullshit floats and niggaz don't So nigga don't, gangsta paradise ain't nuttin
can't stick around Bossman! Man a nuh no clown Man a gangsta for life Take your life, sex your wife, and everyting nice Gangsta's paradise Dat is
in the Macnas Parade Singin' and dancen' as the drummers played Hoppin' and skippin' sure She made my day I saw her in the Macnas Parade All the gang
with OG at a Yankee game Dude, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue but I ain't a Crip though But I got a gang
my parade. Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter. Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter. Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade
And it's just as illin', prefer for head-fillin' When you enter my jurasdicition of non-fiction And lead-fillin' if you steppin' to mad niggas bitchin' 'Cause your gang