Kam - Down Fa Mine (feat. Dresta & MC Ren) Lyrics
f/ Dresta, MC Ren[ VERSE 1: KAM ]Well, it's the 1 to the 9 with the 9 to the 4And I thought you knew the drill but you still don't hear me doeKAM and Watts Up from the grassrootsNo Daisy Dukes shit, knockin crazy-ass bootsNigga please, we kick it like geesPuttin down work when I lurk, don't even sneeze (up the gold D's)That's just the Eastside way of gettin chipsWhen you're raised up dealin with the Dogs and the RibsNew cars get tagged, riders get wreckedNiggas' caps get peeled back and chins get checkedDon't expect no love or no apologyThe kids ain't fallin for your child psychologyIn nine and fo mindin yo business was the best betScreamin 'Watts Riot', we ain't even made a mesh yetYou shouldn't speak with a weak heartYou gots to finish everything you startThat's why I'm down for mine[ CHORUS ](Get down for yoursI'm down for mine)"?????""To get away from the A.K. spray in the broad day""South Central the, ill mental""Just kept steppin, hit em up and said right"[ VERSE 2: MC Ren ]Well, it's the Mad Scientist with my nigga KAMNiggas be knowin the way I be doin it, *****in up the jamThe size ten steel toe steppin, nigga, keep my shit simpleHangin with my niggas on Caldwell and TempleNiggas out fakin like they got skillsRollin 'round with they rats in they floss mobilesWith their caviar dreams and champagne wishesNiggas run they mouth like some mutha*****in *****esNiggas be plottin like the governmentBut I'm low key like a Mason, so they still chasinThe nigga that they thought was the Villain, that's wrongDifferent individual and different *****in songI carry a big stick, burnin is the heaterNiggas ???? with the German millimeterSo I ***** it up when I bust my rhymeCause Ren down for mine, a nigga down for mine[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3: KAM ]Well, I once had this homeboy who loved to jackWe used to serve herb for a doub a sackIn fact back in the day when you could sling lleyCouldn't nobody tell me that crime didn't payIt was on and poppin with the Bloods and CripsEvery neighborhood tryin to regulate they chipsNiggas goin out of town with the greasy chickensAnd if you wasn't down, you was easy pickinsYou had to claim a set to get supported thenSo every day new niggas got courted inFor some gangbangin was a full time jobCookin up dope like corn on a cobHad to mob deep when you bailed into a partyDaytons on the MC with the wooden ?????Flag in your backpocket, deuce five in the frontRollin bats with the zig-zags 'fore we knew about the bluntsBut no matter who jocks usI got my sag on till you saw the tag on my boxersCause the I-don't-give-a-***** mentality'll raise niggas off yo lineSo I'm down for mine[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 4: Dresta ]Let me take a second to do some mic-checkinBet I got a head flexin in every sectionEverybody know me, D-r-e the O.G.Compton City Gee on TV with EazyBut now I'm all on my own and got it locked shotGive them props up to my nigga KAM (Watts Up)It ain't no shame in the game that I gotThe only places I love a lot is Compton and WattsAnd nigga, I don't give a ***** about what clique you inCause I'm from the Nutty but got buddies in the NickersonP.J., Main Street, Grape Street, front streets and back streetsBut we all from the same black streetsSo niggas best to recognize the DrestaTired of bein broke so all I think about is paperAnd it don't stop to the tic-toc(Compton and Long Beach together) [edited] Compton and WattsFool, and I'm down for mine(Get down for yoursI'm down for mine)
