Brighter Days (feat. Cecy B)

Thinkin' bout the brighter days of my life And all I ever seem to do is just try This is for my homies out there worldwide I know it gets hard Hold on to your pride This is for the homies all in my life All the OGs that's doin' hard time That never see the day or seen the sunshine Just think about the brighter days of your life See I'm the king of the streets I'm the one you wanna be Bald-headed, quarter sleeves Rockin' white Nikes Pendletons, stay tall By nature I'm a dog .45 in the cut on 23rd and wall With my homeboy Toro From the West Side Flats I'll slide through B-G Like T from The Bratz Stay strapped, clapped Bouta let the bullets release Like 41st street Tokes Whom Rest In Peace And that's a G, sucker free Collided on enemies Fox 11 type shit Like Conejo from Harpys A notorious assassin Get out and start blasting The hoods on my head Ain't no need to be asking What's crackin? I toss the dub for the Varrio Bang the hood With some sick ass riders carnal Like Youngs, Big Rabbs, Twist, Droops in the feds Turtle, Ghost, Big Spanks Crook, Wero and Left, we stay ugh Thinkin' bout the brighter days of my life And all I ever seem to do is just try This is for my homies out there worldwide I know it gets hard Hold on to your pride This is for the homies all in my life All the OGs that's doin' hard time That never see the day or seen the sunshine Just think about the brighter days of your life A hundred south sider riders Multiply that by a thousand In fact we're the reasons why Institutions are crowded Like my homie Baby Jokes From the varr dos trece 187 on the bend Don't come with a pension And these streets are infested Till we get arrested Fuck juvenile parks Boy we sending a message Like Gloria Molina Should speak up for us And all them blacks got the programs But we the most dangerous N-Double A-C-P Don't exist for a young M-E-X-I-C-A-N G Homie I'm a ride for the cause Like Face from that 18st Rancho Park Or stay hustling like Troubs From the P-U-E-N-T-E Hurley street Scrappy loko, that's my primo G So we stay under the bridge Aliso Village First Street Sherm'd out like Midge, now come on Thinkin' bout the brighter days of my life And all I ever seem to do is just try This is for my homies out there worldwide I know it gets hard Hold on to your pride This is for the homies all in my life All the OGs that's doin' hard time That never see the day or seen the sunshine Just think about the brighter days of your life So I'm a stay picking cherry's Like they do in the Ville Lil Minor from Pomona Keep your hand on the steel Them AR15's make a snitch blood spill Travie Locs Whittier Varrio Loco gang fo'real I stay serving on the bloque Like Jasper on Spruce Fiesty from El Monte Flores Leave you battered and bruised Or like Chucky from Florencia He a straight up foo Tattooed on the face Since juvenile school New rules, new town Like Stomps in Pico VK all day, with a desert eagle Big Lu stay tackin' in the West Longo Huero Snipes and everybody With them West Side Locos Evil side like E and Lil Tiny from Wilmas King Coras, Lil Crook got them itchy fingers Like Shadow and Chi Knox From the East Side Chiques Chino Grande give it up Cause we show no weakness Thinkin' bout the brighter days of my life And all I ever seem to do is just try This is for my homies out there worldwide I know it gets hard Hold on to your pride This is for the homies all in my life All the OGs that's doin' hard time That never see the day or seen the sunshine Just think about the brighter days of your life Your life, the brighter days of your life Your life, the brighter days