Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Alameda, artist - The Game. Album song Block Wars, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Entertainment One
Song language: English
Alameda |
Alameda, Alameda |
Alameda, Alameda |
Alameda, Alameda |
Alameda, Alameda |
Nigga pause when you see us |
Fat red laces in them Grant Hill Filas |
Young misfits, born underachievers |
Mama couldn’t feed us, white sheets when you leave us |
We be fucking with hood rats, gang bang divas |
One braiding hair, one lacing my Adidas |
Looking at them train tracks, niggas scared to cross 'em |
Them same fucking train tracks run all the way to Slauson |
Running from the T-Flats, tryna keep 'em off us |
Look over my shoulder, pray to God that I lost 'em |
Bust ninas and toss 'em, screaming out what what |
Westside Compton, nigga we don’t give a fuck fuck |
Nigga preach, dead in the coffin |
Let the preacher praise, paramedics bring us off |
Nigga rest in peace, blowing reefer |
Cedar Block Bompton Piru, that’s on my see through |
YG blowing speakers, riding down |
Alameda, Alameda |
Alameda, Alameda |
Alameda, Alameda |
Alameda, Alameda |
Cedar Block Bompton Piru, that’s on my see through |
YG blowing speakers, riding down |
Alameda, Alameda |
Alameda, Alameda |
Alameda, Alameda |
Alameda, Alameda |