Ghetto Dayz Tyrese (Ft. The Game & Kurupt)

[Intro: Kurupt, The Game & Black-Ty]
Yeah, right
Compton, South Central, Watts
Long Beach, Inglewood, East L.A
(I'm reminiscin 'bout my ghetto days)
West Coast for life
Live and die for this shit
(I'm reminiscin 'bout my ghetto days)

[Verse 1: Kurupt]
Yeah, when I was young livin' life on the run
11 years old, real life, no goals
Sneakin' little sips in the cut (In the cut)
I'm takin lil' hits in the cut (In the cut)
Before they even called me Kurupt ridin' down the blocks
I'ma tell you how I grew up (Up, up, up)
I was always in the mix (Yeah), too young for sticks (Uh huh)
Ty, tell 'em 'bout that Watts experience

[Verse 2: Black-Ty]
In Watts, a nigga couldn't wait for the summertime
Backyard barbecues, yeah, that'll free your mind
We stay fallin' off them ice cream trucks
All my niggas nickel-baggin' it, hustlin' bucks
You could catch me in the middle of the street
Slapboxin' with my nigga Porky (Haha)
And as I take you down my memory lane
I'm reminiscin 'bout my ghetto days
Let 'em know