Death Row Chain - The Game

I was just a young nigga on the block

Just a young nigga on the block

Said I was just a young nigga on the block

Just another young nigga on the block

Suge signed Pac, it was on, cause I fuck with Dre

Straight Outta Compton was a product of N.W.A

But shit everything changed when Ice Cube went solo

Riding shotgun in my brother Fase Lolo

On my way to school, having shoot outs with the cholos

If it wasn’t them, we getting jacked by the popo

In the tenth grade smoking weed on the low though

My momma ain’t know though back of the class

With a Source magazine just flipping through the photos

Fuck with Reasonable Doubt but not when Pac was on the road though

In 1995 I started to bang

And I would do anything for one of them Death Row chains

A nigga would do anything for one of them Death Row chains

A nigga would do anything for one of them Death Row chains

A nigga would do anything for one of them Death Row chains

Even though he was born on the East, Pac was accepted here

Especially rocking that chain with that electric chair

I set back and watched him, threw up the West side

As Suge, Pac, Snoop and Dre hit the cover of the Vibe

'96, it was on

I took a Death Row sticker then slapped it on the chrome

Riding down Rosecrans with my hand on the toast

Stuck at a light, bumping «2 of Amerikaz Most»

I used to spray it on a locker, a nigga run up

I yell, «Death Row!»

and sock him and I kept a gun tucked

Selling weed with my nigga Sonic

All we used to listen to was Doggystyle, All Eyez on Me and The Chronic

Then a couple Long Beach niggas changed the game

Daz and Kurupt, nigga, fuck O-Dog and Caine

But when Dr. Dre left, shit wasn’t the same

And I would’ve did anything for that nigga Death Row chain

A nigga would do anything for one of them Death Row chains

A nigga would do anything for one of them Death Row chains

A nigga would do anything for one of them Death Row chains

Dre started Aftermath and found Em

Eazy-E died from AIDS but why him?

Snoop signed to P, Suge signed Left Eye

Death Row fell apart, what happened to the West side?

I used to smoke and just sit in the truck

I was forced to bang Biggie and Puff

I was mad at niggas, felt Death Row ain’t give us enough

And for that we ain’t giving a fuck

The whole coast split it up, now Dre in New York working with Nas

And Pac stomping niggas out inside the mirage

I saw it on the news and I knew it was on

They say the look on Pac face, nigga knew he was wrong

Knew he was gone, stomp the nigga two minutes long

Know I’m repping West side, putting you in the song, damn

2Pac got smoked by Baby Lane

And both of them niggas dead over a fucking Death Row chain

A nigga would do anything for one of them Death Row chains

A nigga would do anything for one of them Death Row chains

A nigga would do anything for one of them Death Row chains