[Chorus]. Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la). Ridin' by gettin' high. Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English. Rags tied gangs signs Letters on my hat in. Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la). Drive by homicide. R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die. Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la). [Verse 1]. Once upon a time in the projects yo. I watched my uncle Greg put D's on his six-fo'. I washed it on Monday so he bought me a gold chain. Shopped crack and watched "Colors" and I soaked up game. Drove the Impala on his lap that was my role model. Used to let me kill the corner of his 40-ounce bottle. On the weekend him and my pops flashed the 'Vette. 'Til one weekend my uncle got stabbed to death. He got murdered by a fiend my pops ain't like that. He was from Nutty Block they used to call him Maniac. Crazy ass nigga wit' a Black Panther tat. Kill a nigga cross him out on his Compton hat. Told me when I got older I would understand that. It's blood in blood out and ain't no turnin' back. Few summers went by and we moved across the tracks. 13 that's when I had my first. [Chorus]. Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la). Ridin' by gettin' high. Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English. Rags tied gangs signs Letters on my hat in. Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la). Drive by homicide. R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die. Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la). [Verse 2]. I was the first nigga wit' a Starter jacket on the block. Used to build model cars and let the muthafuckas hop. Moms banged Hoover Crip she was known for sellin' rocks. Let me collect the 40-ounce bottles in the dope spot. Bought my first Converse thought I couldn't be stopped. When I creased up my khakis and threw on my Ronnie Lott. Used to think that I was hard so I stole my brother's glock. And that's the day my life changed 'cause that night he got shot. Killed by another crip over his Rolex watch. I got high for three years off that Chronic from the Doc. I was drinkin' 40-ounces a lot. And every liquor store in Compton sold out the day Eazy dropped. I start bangin' red laces in my ??. Drinkin' out a brown paper bag on my first drive-by. I was a menace to society. But I never left fingerprints on my. [Chorus]. Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la). Ridin' by gettin' high. Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English. Rags tied gangs signs Letters on my hat in. Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la). Drive by homicide. R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die. Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la). [Verse 3]. I got a lot of dead homies some blood some crip. This is life stop watchin' that "Boyz N The Hood" shit. You see this red rag hangin' out of my jeans?. I went to twenty funerals by the age of ninteen. Then I went to college basketball was my dream. Quit the team 'cause I rather shoot rock wit' the fiends. Wanted to be Freeway Rick. He showed me how to trun a stolen 5.0 into a brick. Bought a Cadillac thought I was rich bangin' DJ Quik. On Crenshaw got jacked for my shit. Took a long chronic hit and thought about the time. When I was 12 years old and I emptied my first clip. Hit my first switch same night fucked my first bitch. Thought I was dreamin' 'til I pinched her tits. She caught a stray bullet ridin' shotgun in my shit. So I got her name tatted in. [Chorus]. Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la). Ridin' by gettin' high. Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English. Rags tied gangs signs Letters on my hat in. Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la). Drive by homicide. R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die. Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la). Ol' English [x4]. by nbU.