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  • 作词 : Banks, Gooden, Riley
    (Ant Banks)
    Yeah, to the break of dawn, you know? Let's do this
    Chorus:
    *******s in Oakland all day long
    Be pimping these hoes from dusk til dawn
    Making cash real fast and you know it's on
    Hanging on the streets of Oakland
    All we do is smoke that *******
    And drink brew on the ave til we get keyed
    And a little bit of head is all we need
    Hanging on the streets of Oakland
    (Ant Banks)
    Welcome to the danger zone, where the *******s don't play that
    Every man for self, the rule is to stay strapped
    Cause rat packers try to jack that ass
    From the jealousy that's built in the streets when you stack cash
    And they'll blast, hoping they can get get it
    Punk, so if you got it, you best to get with it
    Or quit it, cause *******s be flipping over ******* and
    Your friends might get you if you're slipping in Oakland
    Yeah, so don't play no punk-ass ******* close
    Cause they'll mash on your cash and get ghost
    And don't say Ant Banks didn't warn ya
    About the loced-ass gangstas killing in California
    That's where I'm from, *******, rolling in my G-ride
    Hey, you gonna see me slide when I'm on the Eastside
    Making all my ******* gitnotes
    Making sure my gat straight smitnokes, smobbing with my fitnokes
    That's all we doing is the town is seeing **********es clowning
    Kicking back getting high lounging
    It really doesn't matter what you do, yo chilling with your crew
    You're sipping on a brew, you're pimping **********es too
    And the **********t don't bother me if that's how it's gotta be
    Then macking these hoes should be equality
    See, the game goes deep when you're rolling
    Hanging on the streets of Oakland
    Chorus
    Nighttime falls and everybody's perking
    No punks around so funks occurring
    But the sideshow's back and everybody's flossing
    In they ride trying to side and all the freaks are tossing
    And brother with bump, trunk of funk is knocking
    Candy paint on they ride keeps the **********es jocking
    Knowing you's a balling-ass ******* everybody hates
    Rolling in the town with a pound straight dropping weight
    Blowing up like dynamite
    Selling *******, yey, angel dust, hop, and China white
    ******* it, you're making duckets, never riding buckets
    Playing punk **********es like puppets
    Yo, but there's a lot of fake counterfeit macks
    Playa hating on they homies trying to dry cat
    To look good for the hoes, man these *******s ain't joking
    Boy, you get that ass smoked in Oakland
    Chorus
    (Boots - spoken)
    Aw yeah, The Coup is up in here, and we be talking about the
    real. Mother*******as know that we know, that they know, that we
    know the deal. Now the originality of our principality is that
    we don't play the pimp. But the reality of our locality, and
    you'll learn this gradually, is that mother*******as do this **********t
    to pay their rent. But here's a hint: how we gonna get it straight
    when we bent? **********t, see I ain't never had **********t but my stripes
    and my game and my life, and all them's just hand downs from my
    grandaddy. Yeah, I'm living large kidding with Ant Banks, but I'm
    still hustling food stamps for my candy apple red Caddy. Alright...
  • 作词 : Banks, Gooden, Riley
    (Ant Banks)
    Yeah, to the break of dawn, you know? Let's do this
    Chorus:
    *******s in Oakland all day long
    Be pimping these hoes from dusk til dawn
    Making cash real fast and you know it's on
    Hanging on the streets of Oakland
    All we do is smoke that *******
    And drink brew on the ave til we get keyed
    And a little bit of head is all we need
    Hanging on the streets of Oakland
    (Ant Banks)
    Welcome to the danger zone, where the *******s don't play that
    Every man for self, the rule is to stay strapped
    Cause rat packers try to jack that ass
    From the jealousy that's built in the streets when you stack cash
    And they'll blast, hoping they can get get it
    Punk, so if you got it, you best to get with it
    Or quit it, cause *******s be flipping over ******* and
    Your friends might get you if you're slipping in Oakland
    Yeah, so don't play no punk-ass ******* close
    Cause they'll mash on your cash and get ghost
    And don't say Ant Banks didn't warn ya
    About the loced-ass gangstas killing in California
    That's where I'm from, *******, rolling in my G-ride
    Hey, you gonna see me slide when I'm on the Eastside
    Making all my ******* gitnotes
    Making sure my gat straight smitnokes, smobbing with my fitnokes
    That's all we doing is the town is seeing **********es clowning
    Kicking back getting high lounging
    It really doesn't matter what you do, yo chilling with your crew
    You're sipping on a brew, you're pimping **********es too
    And the **********t don't bother me if that's how it's gotta be
    Then macking these hoes should be equality
    See, the game goes deep when you're rolling
    Hanging on the streets of Oakland
    Chorus
    Nighttime falls and everybody's perking
    No punks around so funks occurring
    But the sideshow's back and everybody's flossing
    In they ride trying to side and all the freaks are tossing
    And brother with bump, trunk of funk is knocking
    Candy paint on they ride keeps the **********es jocking
    Knowing you's a balling-ass ******* everybody hates
    Rolling in the town with a pound straight dropping weight
    Blowing up like dynamite
    Selling *******, yey, angel dust, hop, and China white
    ******* it, you're making duckets, never riding buckets
    Playing punk **********es like puppets
    Yo, but there's a lot of fake counterfeit macks
    Playa hating on they homies trying to dry cat
    To look good for the hoes, man these *******s ain't joking
    Boy, you get that ass smoked in Oakland
    Chorus
    (Boots - spoken)
    Aw yeah, The Coup is up in here, and we be talking about the
    real. Mother*******as know that we know, that they know, that we
    know the deal. Now the originality of our principality is that
    we don't play the pimp. But the reality of our locality, and
    you'll learn this gradually, is that mother*******as do this **********t
    to pay their rent. But here's a hint: how we gonna get it straight
    when we bent? **********t, see I ain't never had **********t but my stripes
    and my game and my life, and all them's just hand downs from my
    grandaddy. Yeah, I'm living large kidding with Ant Banks, but I'm
    still hustling food stamps for my candy apple red Caddy. Alright...