Blu - The Return lyrics
[Blu - The Return lyrics]
Yeah, nigga, Smokes nigga
Westside the best side
Eastside the beast side
LA, Compton, Watts, Carson
No Crippin', no Bloodin'
But we banging on these niggas
Universally with this music
Young Blu, Bridgetown
Ayo, I never banged, and through it all
Never changed my name
They used to call me Young Blu
Before the fame like my cousin Smurf
Heard about a OG who used to run that turf
Then he got murked
Puttin' in work with the Blacks
When the Browns was beefin'
I got my griefin' after school
With the chicks grievin'
Like, "Blu, thank God that wasn't you", ayo
One week later, they got my homeboy too, ayo
(Damn) dang (Young Mel)
My cousin used to tell me
"Boy watch for them colors other than that
You be the illest motherfucker"
So I pushed to the streets
I pushed to the beach
End up pushin' more raps than
I ever pushed trees
I had beats from the best, uh
Just to make it known
I was a beast from the West, tryna get put on
With the Snoops and the Games
The Cubes and the Pacs next thing you know
They bangin' Blu on the block
My nigga bang, bang!
When the times get hard in the streets
(Niggas bang)
When them right bars sit up on the beat
(Niggas bang) when niggas sling cocaine all
Day to make change
Niggas bang, niggas bang, niggas bang bang
Tryna tell ahk, "Watch where you walk"
(Niggas bang)
When that spark set fire to that heart
(Niggas bang) from the rollers to the lames
Ain't a damn thing change
My niggas bang, niggas bang, bang bang
Throw a dub up nigga, throw it up
Now I'm back up on the block, rap shit locked
Pocket full of money, no crack in my socks
Uh shouts to the homies in jail with no bail
And props to the homies that
Blow but don't sell they be like "Oh well
More room for the real"
Popped a fake in the face for
Actin' like I can't tell
Yeah it feels all good in the hood
I know it ain't
Should be smellin' all good but
I know it stank
Young Blu, Black Bruise Brothers, let's go
Tell the homie hold the shank
While I blow the dank
Roll the streets with that cannon
Like we roll in tanks
Uh, gold plates ho, I know they gon' hate
Might as well get the gold plaques
And the platinum chains
See me when you see me, 'til then
Kiss the genie
Spell G, me, you could never be me
Believe me
Put the CD on smoke, fuck PDs and the hoes
And them niggas talkin' 'bout they
Shit bang when it don't my nigga bang, bang!
(All my niggas, let's go)
Some don't seem to realize you
Go blind tryna see her
Screamin' tried-and-true
You'll lose your voice just tryna be her
No stranger to the game but you
Can't seem to believe her
You'll see her, when the morning comes
When the times get hard in the streets
(Niggas bang)
When them right bars sit up on the beat
(Niggas bang) when niggas sling cocaine all
Day to make change
Niggas bang, niggas bang, niggas bang bang
Tryna tell ahk, "Watch where you walk"
(Niggas bang)
When that spark set fire to that heart
(Niggas bang) from the rollers to the lames
Ain't a damn thing change
My niggas bang, niggas bang, bang bang
Ayo, next thing you know, I'm in that county
With a whole bunch of real OGs surroundin' me
What you do when your name's Blu
And you run into a Crip, a cholo, a Piru
And everybody wanna know on the
Coast what set you claim?
All my life I had the name, but never banged
I'm from the Bridge, my folk from the 4th
Eastside to the dro
And all the way back home (Eastside)
Let it be known (To the Westside, yeah)
I got love for my block, love for my color
Love for my streets, and love for my brother
But a nigga put his hands on me
We catch fades fuck I look like thirty
Gettin' jumped in a gang? And my peeps say
"How you keep peace these days
If you ain't got a piece
By your reach these days?" i say "My nigga
When you victim to the system
It don't matter what you do
They always fuckin' with you
So just bang, bang!"
Some don't seem to realize you
Go blind tryna see her
Screamin' tried-and-true
You'll lose your voice just tryna be her
No stranger to the game but you
Can't seem to believe her
You'll see her, when the morning comes
Westside the best side
Eastside the beast side
LA, Compton, Watts, Carson
No Crippin', no Bloodin'
But we banging on these niggas
Universally with this music
Young Blu, Bridgetown
Ayo, I never banged, and through it all
Never changed my name
They used to call me Young Blu
Before the fame like my cousin Smurf
Heard about a OG who used to run that turf
Then he got murked
Puttin' in work with the Blacks
When the Browns was beefin'
I got my griefin' after school
With the chicks grievin'
Like, "Blu, thank God that wasn't you", ayo
One week later, they got my homeboy too, ayo
(Damn) dang (Young Mel)
My cousin used to tell me
"Boy watch for them colors other than that
You be the illest motherfucker"
So I pushed to the streets
I pushed to the beach
End up pushin' more raps than
I ever pushed trees
I had beats from the best, uh
Just to make it known
I was a beast from the West, tryna get put on
With the Snoops and the Games
The Cubes and the Pacs next thing you know
They bangin' Blu on the block
My nigga bang, bang!
When the times get hard in the streets
(Niggas bang)
When them right bars sit up on the beat
(Niggas bang) when niggas sling cocaine all
Day to make change
Niggas bang, niggas bang, niggas bang bang
Tryna tell ahk, "Watch where you walk"
(Niggas bang)
When that spark set fire to that heart
(Niggas bang) from the rollers to the lames
Ain't a damn thing change
My niggas bang, niggas bang, bang bang
Throw a dub up nigga, throw it up
Now I'm back up on the block, rap shit locked
Pocket full of money, no crack in my socks
Uh shouts to the homies in jail with no bail
And props to the homies that
Blow but don't sell they be like "Oh well
More room for the real"
Popped a fake in the face for
Actin' like I can't tell
Yeah it feels all good in the hood
I know it ain't
Should be smellin' all good but
I know it stank
Young Blu, Black Bruise Brothers, let's go
Tell the homie hold the shank
While I blow the dank
Roll the streets with that cannon
Like we roll in tanks
Uh, gold plates ho, I know they gon' hate
Might as well get the gold plaques
And the platinum chains
See me when you see me, 'til then
Kiss the genie
Spell G, me, you could never be me
Believe me
Put the CD on smoke, fuck PDs and the hoes
And them niggas talkin' 'bout they
Shit bang when it don't my nigga bang, bang!
(All my niggas, let's go)
Some don't seem to realize you
Go blind tryna see her
Screamin' tried-and-true
You'll lose your voice just tryna be her
No stranger to the game but you
Can't seem to believe her
You'll see her, when the morning comes
When the times get hard in the streets
(Niggas bang)
When them right bars sit up on the beat
(Niggas bang) when niggas sling cocaine all
Day to make change
Niggas bang, niggas bang, niggas bang bang
Tryna tell ahk, "Watch where you walk"
(Niggas bang)
When that spark set fire to that heart
(Niggas bang) from the rollers to the lames
Ain't a damn thing change
My niggas bang, niggas bang, bang bang
Ayo, next thing you know, I'm in that county
With a whole bunch of real OGs surroundin' me
What you do when your name's Blu
And you run into a Crip, a cholo, a Piru
And everybody wanna know on the
Coast what set you claim?
All my life I had the name, but never banged
I'm from the Bridge, my folk from the 4th
Eastside to the dro
And all the way back home (Eastside)
Let it be known (To the Westside, yeah)
I got love for my block, love for my color
Love for my streets, and love for my brother
But a nigga put his hands on me
We catch fades fuck I look like thirty
Gettin' jumped in a gang? And my peeps say
"How you keep peace these days
If you ain't got a piece
By your reach these days?" i say "My nigga
When you victim to the system
It don't matter what you do
They always fuckin' with you
So just bang, bang!"
Some don't seem to realize you
Go blind tryna see her
Screamin' tried-and-true
You'll lose your voice just tryna be her
No stranger to the game but you
Can't seem to believe her
You'll see her, when the morning comes