Once Upon A Time In The LBC

Lyrics

[Intro] My brother Dizz made this What's happenin' Dizz? We back It's The Weeklies This shit bring back memories, you know I remember Snoop Dogg kicked the door down for the city Long Beach, that is Everybody start poppin' But it wasn't always good, you feel me [Chorus] Once upon a time in the LBC I was flat broke cause the money ain't free I just want hydraulics on a chrome '63 And pimp a couple hoes on 7th and Cherry Tell them bitches "Have my money" like I'm ODB Maybe I can graduate and flip a quarter ki Suddenly I turned to the M-I-C And everything changed that's when I became me [Verse] Stalkin', walkin' smart as Stephen Hawking Ballin' like Napoleon Bonaparte, even Kaufman I've been putting beats in a coffin since the Walkman Hoes all over my Johnny, Mr. Cochran Every time I write for the Doctor it's the doctrine Dippin' on the north side borderline of Compton Look at how my horse ride, go on drop the top, then City by the shore side Long Beach is poppin' Young niggas activate, beats I decapitate Freestyles catching them bodies too many to calculate So I got down with the Pound I couldn't procrastinate With D-O-Double-G on the hooks, I miss the master Nate Back then wack rappers we would assassinate Pullin' up to the studio session you couldn't get past the gate No Auto-Tune can save you we can't collaborate Treat you wet dreams like steam watch 'em evaporate Your shit is truly weak, y'all niggas booty cheeks All my flows boogawoof ugly missing they beauty sleep Niggas wanna play me like rugby I'll let the Uzi speak Then I'ma break your bitches lovely on them Gucci sheets Slick Rick chains on, get my Rick James on Ducked off with a super freak to get brains blown Niggas trip in my city get banged on Bullets don't shoot out the barrel they get flame thrown I guess it's just the same song everywhere I used to wear a Death Row chain in the electric chair I used to keep a Tec in my lap 'cause shit was hectic there And all my unreleased material is still legendar- -Ry I see the game through a crystal ball They paint murals of me still my back's against the wall Fist the bar, listen dog, sneak dissin' get you boo bopped Shit reminiscent of pissin' Sunny Liston off Chip 'em off, y'all niggas foolish My homies behind the prison wall, for y'all I'ma do this I ain't new to the game I know some Deuces and Treys I know shooters with Ks I know some lucrative ways To help get you through the maze I had some fugitive days I left producers amazed I know the booth is ablaze So we gon' slang an ounce of this Then invest it is real estate and flip a house to this Because [Chorus] Once upon a time in the LBC I was flat broke cause the money ain't free I just want hydraulics on a chrome '63 And pimp a couple hoes on 7th and Cherry Tell them bitches "Have my money" like I'm ODB Maybe I can graduate and flip a quarter ki Suddenly I turned to the M-I-C And everything changed that's when I became me [Outro] Yeah, The Weeklies Horeseshoe Gang family business Active Beats, Chase Green, JC The Great, Sloan Bone We here, y'know what I mean It's dedicated to my city All my niggas in the LBC, y'know what I mean Bark at your dog