The Ave

I used to laugh when I see dope fiends get beat

Bleedin' all out they head in the middle of the street

Shit, ball fights would go on in the park

And like vampires niggas come out in the dark

Freaks sell dope for material shit

On the side gold-diggin' for some part-time dick

O.G. nigga's turn into alcoholics

What you think about it fool "Nigga I can't call it"

Little kids run around wit' a nose full of buggers

Well my nigga's on the block sell that rocked up shit

Touchin' they gat everytime a fool pass

Quick to put slugs up in a nigga's ass

We say fuck school, we say fuck grades

We rather get paid and snort cocaine on the Ave.

I see some niggas I used to go to school with

(Back at Gal)

They look at me like my face is full of bear shit

They don't even say whats up to a young loc

Just put they hands on they guns inside they coats

But I'm thinkin' to myself I ain't fearin' ya

I remember back when ate in the cafeteria

Huh, but those days are rested

I grab a dime bag of ses, get my change and keep steppin'

To the store for some zig-zags

Every store on my corner is owned by an Araib

But like a bucket I say fuck it I'm drivin'

Grab my dick, spit my shit and keep rhymin'

Cuz some nigga's don't like me, but I don't care

They put they plex on they chest act sick and try to fight me

Yo, but I don't want to bruise ya

I rather take you on tour wit' me nigga then lose ya

Then hit back to the set, roll a seven and eleven

Hit the dice game and then... jet

Them police wanna find me

Because I stand on the corner all day and smoke gunji

And I don't care about jail hoe

I just lift weights let my hair and my nails grow

Beat up on the fags, I did a calendar

Now I'm even sicker on the Ave.

Some niggas say they sucka free

Now why the fuck you motherfuckers keep fucking with me

I love pussy like a motherfucker

But I'll be damned if a fool get me sprung like a clucker

I'm not a motherfuckin animal

You want your pussy ate baby

find a nigga that's a cannibal (lick lick lick)

And he'll eat your ass up

And while he eatin you I'm on the set making big bucks

Cuz there's money out on the streets (on the Flav.)

And if I didn't have the streets

then the Dog nigga wouldn't eat

So baby throw that gum

You got your mommy and your daddy

and a nigga for an income

And my niggas on the block, got one income

that's from breakin boulders down to rocks

But we were all born to be dead

Why you wanna wear a vest when nigga's get shot in the head

But a helmet won't work though

Ya get a nine in your ass and watch your dick blow up

Cuz real niggas just multiply

But now days real nigga's just die

Put a bullet in a nigga's ass laugh then jet

Real nigga's smoke buddha hoe

Triple cross a muthafucka then giggle at his funeral

I snort caine with the hard heads

Outta when I sale to make mail from the damn feds

Now I'm about to get high

Hit Kentucky for some chicken then the store for a St. Ide's

Dre Dog creeps solo

Me be wit' hella muthafuckas ah hell no

Cuz I don't worry bout' shit

I'm a pit and pitbulls ain't to be fucked wit'

So I'm back on the block, snortin' caine doin' thangs

Well them young locs just jock

And white folks can't pass

Give up your cash and your bags

or getcha ass stabbed on the Ave