Our Way (Explicit) 歌詞
Our Way - Fashawn/Exile
Cen cal terrain soak up game
Where graff writers bomb trains
And poets is smoked out with d**e in they veins
Need a toast to the post where we hang
Dialect unmatched
Gotta adapt to the slang that's spoke a west coast thing
Out of town niggas get took out the frame
Just for thinkin' every hood's the same
Especially where I'm from we live by the gun
Put money over b**ches and die over funds
You could lie in the trunk or at the blink
Of an eye get jumped can't say we seen it all
But we can say we saw enough
Survive when the times got rough
And the money got low houses got raided
We was at the park gettin' faded not a care in the world
West coast in ya area
From the streets of the 'no
5-5-9 my birthplace L-A
Where I'm comin' from
The coast of the pacific
West coast in ya area
From the streets of the 'no
5-5-9 my birthplace L-A
Where I'm comin' from
The coast of the pacific
Another two days the sun set they lose like touche
Too bad I was off the head like toupees
Got home off two planes toothaches
To-day myspace two-thousand plays
Last call for alcohol's 2AM
On a Tuesday night we was sayin'
Know this our way L.A. party crashin'
We from here y'all talk funny y'all got the accents
East slopes to the beach post up each
Every day new trees cali green
Green leafs w**d medicine cards
Streets got eyes in 3D
Still peep polluted air when I sleep
F**kin' up the count in my sheep
The far left I'm part of the next
Shine different work hard not gonna bottle the stress
West coast in ya area
From the streets of the 'no
5-5-9 my birthplace L-A
Where I'm comin' from
The coast of the pacific
West coast in ya area
From the streets of the 'no
5-5-9 my birthplace L-A
Where I'm comin' from
The coast of the pacific
Skate parks jumpin' one-time focus
Young niggas pumpin' hoodrats scopin'
At the bus stop brothers might slide through dumpin'
Broad daylight outside like f**k it
Hood rich we drive-by in buckets
With chrome 22's on the side call it stuntin'
Flamboyant young hustlers and
Couch bums who amounted to nothin'
Mouthpiece help me get dough
Out a chick in the mall buyin' fresh clothes
Some broads got burned out
Erica turned 17 and got turned out
That's how we live in the streets of the F
Paranoid so I sleep wit a tec valley of death
I'm from the sunshine state but we livin' in darkness
Be smart ni**a enter with caution it's F-C
West coast in ya area
From the streets of the 'no
5-5-9 my birthplace L-A
Where I'm comin' from
The coast of the pacific
West coast in ya area
From the streets of the 'no
5-5-9 my birthplace L-A
Where I'm comin' from
The coast of the pacific