Ol’ English (Polish Translation) The Game (Ft. Dion Jenkins)

[Chorus: Dion]
Ol' English
Ridin' by, gettin' high
Smokin' on that chronic, drinkin' Ol' English
Rags tied, gang sign
Letters on my hat and, Ol' English
Drive-by, homicide
R.I.P. tats and Ol' English
Westside 'til I die
Niggas pourin' out that, Ol' English

[Verse 1: Game]
Once upon a time in the projects, yo
I watched my Uncle Greg put Ds on a '6-4
I washed it on Monday so he bought me a gold chain
Chopped crack and watched "Colors" so 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 a '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 Blocc, they used to call him Maniac
Crazy ass nigga, with 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 (Olde English)