Days of Old

[Intro: OG Duv Mac]:
Ahhh, yeah, yeah, like to send shouts out to my nigga Chilly Chill, Shawn from Santana Blocc, Dangerous, nigga Switchblade, Big Freeze, nigga Goody Locc stuck in the pen, Big Man, Timebomb, all y'all niggas, man, keep that shit real, cuz, you know I'm sayin', keep it bangin', slang them G's, nigga

Background scratches: Mothafuckas better recognize

[Chorus: OG Duv Mac x2]:
In the days of old, the game is so not told
Had a nigga searchin' for the streets of gold
As life unfold I can't let it get the best of me
But the trials of life kept testin' me

[Verse 1: OG Duv Mac]:
It's Wednesday night, I'm gettin' blowed off the bud
Thinkin' to myself who the hеll got love, nobody
But the G-O-D Almighty
'Cause livin' in this world donе turned a nigga shiesty, no nicety
So feel the oldest out the clicc
I used to pull licks runnin' with Sin Crips, don't trip
Cuz, I just came to bang and I'mma take you to a place where I hang
I been to spots where they cook rocks behind my mama's bookshop
Sat and watch, and took the money that Jew? dropped then flipped it
On the streets of CPT
And what part of the hood? It was KPC
Servin' cavvy, in the alley at the Starslinky? Star? parking lot
The homie Ant Dog supplied the spot
It was hot in '86, one time pulled the twist, got me caught up in the mix
Now I'm stuck behind bricks reminiscin'
On my days a few that passed on
But I keep my composure, get high, and move on

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: OG Duv Mac]:
It's '88 I'm bacc on the scene at Perry Jr. High School
Everything's cool then I'm in a daze at that Slob nigga that was see-through
That's been doin' it like I broke no rules
But we did get him up, on the last day of school
Summer went by, Gardena High in '89
I was a menace in tennis shoes after tryna get mine
I've played the cool and had no time to act a fool
But I got hostyle with the wild style to get me outta school
Sent me to Hawthorne, 'cause they knew I was a soldier
At Leuzinger High, with them big blue hair rollers
Before I finished school, Pops moved back to the beach
And I'm bumped in at Mr. Woopty L-O-C
Chance is money in this rap shit, you's a MC
'Cause at one of the DJs, like that bitch Warren G
Spent baccs and scratches, I got that downpack
And DJ Quiet Ones supervised the whole act
Way back class in '90 up in Minican High School
Domino ripped the pep rally before Snoop Dogg ruled

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: OG Duv Mac]:
It's '94, Rocc Chill and Radio
They hung at the mall fliccs with Reggae flows (Yeah)
We had a little group called H2O, master flow
That enter the do' like YO, what's happenin'?
With the great Koollay and Zipper? Zat?
AGN in the house with Excel and Liquid Acid
In '96 dominatin' skills, pays the bills
Rocc the bed born kills so more Slobs to get a mill
So chill with Two Saint, C-Mad blazin' a blunt
Got Tana girl, deep bluntin' the back, provin' they point
Vanglorious, 'cause I've been around like 2Pac
And that, is a reason while I have to pack a Glock
'Cause the drama won't stop from certain death fatalities
You want to live until you die and that's reality
So I stay on the grind, strictly for the curbside
In the '99 Source Magazine, goin' worldwide
Givin' thanks to the one Most High
Everyday I rise 'cause the other life I live strictly suicide
No la-laccin' or relax-ah
Back when I use to mack 'em
Never knew I'd be rappin' over these tracks goin' platinum, cuz!

[Outro: Twin Loc & OG Duv Mac]:
[A mothafucka better recognize]

Twin Loc: Hahaha, that's right, yehahahahahaha, Crips, being Crips, ahh, follow me, all C's to the face of the basics, [?] faces, represent, Macadocious, mo' mothafuckas [?] produce, they go deep in the streets, Freeway, G-Way!
OG Duv Mac: Yeah I'd like to give it up to my big cuzzin, Ant Dog, Insane, Stone, all my niggas, cuz, C-Style, all my niggas, cuh, 9G Street thang, J-Money, Thug, all my niggas Excel, Woopty Loc, you know what I'm sayin', Long Beach is in the house, no bullshittin', what's craccin', all yo' niggas, paccin' heat, niggas stayin' deep in the streets, what's craccin', nigga, this Crip, nigga, for life, nigga, niggas gon' bang forever, nigga, what? What? What-what you gon' say to that, nigga, FUCK you, cuz!

[Outro x5]
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