(Verse 1) On that old school beat, I lay my thoughts, Pain from the struggle, never forgot. From the streets to the mic, I relay, Hard to breathe some days, but it's okay. (Chorus) Old school beat, echoes of the past, Pain from the struggle, forever will last. Through the highs and lows, we find our way, Hard to breathe some days, but it's okay. (Verse 2) Memories haunt, shadows in the night, But I keep moving forward, in the fight. Through the tears and fears, I still stay, Hard to breathe some days, but it's okay. (Chorus) Old school beat, echoes of the past, Pain from the struggle, forever will last. Through the highs and lows, we find our way, Hard to breathe some days, but it's okay. (Bridge) In the darkness, I find my strength, Rise above, no matter the length. With each beat, I find my sway, Hard to breathe some days, but it's okay. (Outro) So I'll keep moving, keep pushing through, On that old school beat, I'll renew. Pain from the struggle, may never go away, But hard to breathe some days, it's all okay.
(Verse 1) Kicking it on an old school beat, Hit the streets, smoke some weed, feeling sweet. Now I'm laid back, drifting into sleep, Chilling with the bros, memories we'll keep. Flow so insane, like a bullet to the brain, In this rap game, I leave a lasting stain. (Chorus) Dre on the mic, spitting fire, feeling free, Old school beats, got me in that zone, you see. From the streets to the sheets, living life in between, Chilling with the bros, in this rap scene. (Verse 2) Lost in the rhythm, lost in the rhyme, In the depths of the night, where we shine. Weaving tales of struggle, tales of pain, But through it all, we rise, we fight. Got the homies by my side, through thick and thin, In this game of life, we're bound to win. (Chorus) Dre on the mic, spitting fire, feeling free, Old school beats, got me in that zone, you see. From the streets to the sheets, living life in between, Chilling with the bros, in this rap scene. (Bridge) So pass the blunt, let's elevate, In this moment, we dominate. Flowing like a river, unstoppable force, In this rap journey, we stay the course. (Outro) Dre kicking it on that old school beat, From the streets to the studio, feeling complete. Smoke in the air, memories to retain, Bullet to my brain, but still, we maintain.
That is not the lyrics for ole school shit 😭😭 Hey Yella Kick that shit Nineteen Ninety motherfucking E The motherfucking year Of the real motherfucking G's And we gonna do this shit like this... Nigga eva deadly Ya just don't know who ya fuckin' wit So I suggest get in ya shit and keep truckin' bitch Before I get my gat ya pressure case Blast, blast I leave my gang bang layin' on ya face I tattoe Dre name on my chest Cross it out just another nigga that I X-ed huh And you won't see R.I.P. You'll see P.N.D. A Punk nigga deceased yeah And the bitch that was yours will be mine buddy All because ya woofed on a nigga that was nutty And I had to make an example Nigga thinks I'm crazy now but that was just a sample Of a nigga with street wise reality That don't give a fuck type Compton mentality I stare back death right in the face Contemplate my last day on and everyday base Cause a nigga neva know when he go I hope it only takes one shot Cause I don't wanna die slow My funeral will be full of my peers People that neva gave a fuck about me droppin' Threw me tears I hope I'm in the casket face down So all you muthafuckers can kiss my black ass now And fuck all that cryin' all night Just be happy that I'm rid of this fucked up life Yeah, and now you see you can't handle me I give a shout to Tonel and the Ruthless Fuckin Family Out wit the old in with the muthafuckin' new But check dis shit out I got somebody for ya bitch... Muthafucker Now it's about time for the Sylk to speak Check dat ass last weak You off the chronic and you tweak Speak when I feel Cause I'm as real as they come I'm a bitch with a gun Neva run ain't for none So step, step up If ya wanna test ya luck trick Sister like Sylk Really don't give a fuck bitch Punk bitches wanna step phony speak howdy doody I make ya self break ya self bitch you neva new me Yours truly no longer layin' in the cut Steady fuckin' shit up Neva see me shakin' my ass I strut Like a gangsta bitch no not a pranksta bitch I'm quick to gank a bitch trick Peep game at this bitch as I shoot this Gangsta bitch steppin' rollin' wit da Ruthless The R U T H L E double S Yo it's the nigga knock out Claim the block so nigga whats next Try to step and flex and get wrecked like a mac truck I'm kickin', tah spittin' this funky shit to make a quick phat buck I'm doggin' a dog you suckers can't talk bout tip flip I rip shit I'm stressin' "Damn cuz", "Pick it back up" Chillin up in the studio With the Ruthless Family Fuck the Death Row Posse Yo them fools cannot handle me Snoop and Andre ya come and try to fade the Loc'ed out, Compton, Original Baby Gangsta 1-8-7's how we do it on the West Ya say ya shit is Chronic but to me it's more like stress Or should I say make my shit the stronic Tha Dogg Pound don't wanna step to the atomic dog D O T K N O Double C O U T so muthafucker come and fuck wit me "Come On", "Come On" "This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check Ruthless Muthafuckin' Family ya still in effect" "This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check Ruthless Muthaphukkin' Family" "This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check Ruthless Muthafuckin' Family ya still in effect" "This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check Ruthless Muthaphukkin' Family" "Kick That Shit" Jealousy is a muthafucker when your the man With the other hand I don't give a shit Clock a grip like no other can Wanna be like me be a G like me But I'm the nigga that made a G Outta the bitch D R Eazy I was the captain Dre was my sidekick Everything was cool Till he wanted to get what I get Any other real G Eazy Muthafuckin' E Now claimin' you a G How does it feel to be me
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(Verse 1)
On that old school beat, I lay my thoughts,
Pain from the struggle, never forgot.
From the streets to the mic, I relay,
Hard to breathe some days, but it's okay.
(Chorus)
Old school beat, echoes of the past,
Pain from the struggle, forever will last.
Through the highs and lows, we find our way,
Hard to breathe some days, but it's okay.
(Verse 2)
Memories haunt, shadows in the night,
But I keep moving forward, in the fight.
Through the tears and fears, I still stay,
Hard to breathe some days, but it's okay.
(Chorus)
Old school beat, echoes of the past,
Pain from the struggle, forever will last.
Through the highs and lows, we find our way,
Hard to breathe some days, but it's okay.
(Bridge)
In the darkness, I find my strength,
Rise above, no matter the length.
With each beat, I find my sway,
Hard to breathe some days, but it's okay.
(Outro)
So I'll keep moving, keep pushing through,
On that old school beat, I'll renew.
Pain from the struggle, may never go away,
But hard to breathe some days, it's all okay.
Rip❤️
(Verse 1)
Kicking it on an old school beat,
Hit the streets, smoke some weed, feeling sweet.
Now I'm laid back, drifting into sleep,
Chilling with the bros, memories we'll keep.
Flow so insane, like a bullet to the brain,
In this rap game, I leave a lasting stain.
(Chorus)
Dre on the mic, spitting fire, feeling free,
Old school beats, got me in that zone, you see.
From the streets to the sheets, living life in between,
Chilling with the bros, in this rap scene.
(Verse 2)
Lost in the rhythm, lost in the rhyme,
In the depths of the night, where we shine.
Weaving tales of struggle, tales of pain,
But through it all, we rise, we fight.
Got the homies by my side, through thick and thin,
In this game of life, we're bound to win.
(Chorus)
Dre on the mic, spitting fire, feeling free,
Old school beats, got me in that zone, you see.
From the streets to the sheets, living life in between,
Chilling with the bros, in this rap scene.
(Bridge)
So pass the blunt, let's elevate,
In this moment, we dominate.
Flowing like a river, unstoppable force,
In this rap journey, we stay the course.
(Outro)
Dre kicking it on that old school beat,
From the streets to the studio, feeling complete.
Smoke in the air, memories to retain,
Bullet to my brain, but still, we maintain.
That is not the lyrics for ole school shit 😭😭
Hey Yella
Kick that shit
Nineteen Ninety motherfucking E
The motherfucking year
Of the real motherfucking G's
And we gonna do this shit like this...
Nigga eva deadly
Ya just don't know who ya fuckin' wit
So I suggest get in ya shit and keep truckin' bitch
Before I get my gat ya pressure case
Blast, blast I leave my gang bang layin' on ya face
I tattoe Dre name on my chest
Cross it out just another nigga that I X-ed huh
And you won't see R.I.P.
You'll see P.N.D.
A Punk nigga deceased yeah
And the bitch that was yours will be mine buddy
All because ya woofed on a nigga that was nutty
And I had to make an example
Nigga thinks I'm crazy now but that was just a sample
Of a nigga with street wise reality
That don't give a fuck type Compton mentality
I stare back death right in the face
Contemplate my last day on and everyday base
Cause a nigga neva know when he go
I hope it only takes one shot
Cause I don't wanna die slow
My funeral will be full of my peers
People that neva gave a fuck about me droppin'
Threw me tears
I hope I'm in the casket face down
So all you muthafuckers can kiss my black ass now
And fuck all that cryin' all night
Just be happy that I'm rid of this fucked up life
Yeah, and now you see you can't handle me
I give a shout to Tonel and the Ruthless Fuckin Family
Out wit the old in with the muthafuckin' new
But check dis shit out I got somebody for ya bitch...
Muthafucker
Now it's about time for the Sylk to speak
Check dat ass last weak
You off the chronic and you tweak
Speak when I feel
Cause I'm as real as they come
I'm a bitch with a gun
Neva run ain't for none
So step, step up
If ya wanna test ya luck trick
Sister like Sylk
Really don't give a fuck bitch
Punk bitches wanna step phony speak howdy doody
I make ya self break ya self bitch you neva new me
Yours truly no longer layin' in the cut
Steady fuckin' shit up
Neva see me shakin' my ass I strut
Like a gangsta bitch no not a pranksta bitch
I'm quick to gank a bitch trick
Peep game at this bitch as I shoot this
Gangsta bitch steppin' rollin' wit da Ruthless
The R U T H L E double S
Yo it's the nigga knock out
Claim the block so nigga whats next
Try to step and flex and get wrecked like a mac truck
I'm kickin', tah spittin' this funky shit to make a quick phat buck
I'm doggin' a dog you suckers can't talk bout tip flip I rip shit
I'm stressin' "Damn cuz", "Pick it back up"
Chillin up in the studio
With the Ruthless Family
Fuck the Death Row Posse
Yo them fools cannot handle me
Snoop and Andre ya come and try to fade the
Loc'ed out, Compton, Original Baby Gangsta
1-8-7's how we do it on the West
Ya say ya shit is Chronic but to me it's more like stress
Or should I say make my shit the stronic
Tha Dogg Pound don't wanna step to the atomic dog
D O T K N O Double C O U T so muthafucker come and fuck wit me
"Come On", "Come On"
"This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check
Ruthless Muthafuckin' Family ya still in effect"
"This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check
Ruthless Muthaphukkin' Family"
"This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check
Ruthless Muthafuckin' Family ya still in effect"
"This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check
Ruthless Muthaphukkin' Family" "Kick That Shit"
Jealousy is a muthafucker when your the man
With the other hand I don't give a shit
Clock a grip like no other can
Wanna be like me be a G like me
But I'm the nigga that made a G
Outta the bitch D R Eazy
I was the captain
Dre was my sidekick
Everything was cool
Till he wanted to get what I get
Any other real G Eazy Muthafuckin' E
Now claimin' you a G
How does it feel to be me
Closest one out there
Gang
Gangbang me 😮❤
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