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Peace Treaty Lyrics - Singles - Kam

Hittin' corners in a six trey Chevrolet rag top Impala, top dollar 

Got my cousin laid back ridin' shotgun 

'Cause I got the front and back hydraulic hot one 

Juiced up, and I'm itchin' to hit the switches 

Crawlin' over train tracks, avoidin' all ditches 

Ice skatin' on the 20 inch tires 

Jack up the ass, and flex the gold Dayton wires 

 

Now I'm down to take a risk, gettin' geeked up off a compact disc 

I went hoppin' up crenshaw, niggas hang loose 

Lookin' for my homies to celebrate the gang truce 

And they about to throw a cook out 

So I'm puttin' down the hump, we sailin' on the look out 

For C H P, I was a teenage gee 

So I'm readin' a graffiti the walls say, "Peace treaty" 

 

Lookin' at the aftermath of the riot 

I can still smell the ashes from all the clashes 

But quiet is kept, it wasn't just the blacks 

Everybody was lootin', and had each other's backs 

We came through in understandin', demandin' 

Justice, bust this, we all had our hand in 

The cookie jar, took it far enough to make a statement 

 

Daryl Gates, that's where all the hate went we pass by a swap meet 

Been shoppin' at for years, but it couldn't stop heat 

See ya, wouldn't wanna be your next door neighbor 

Less government relief checks, more labor 

10 percent blood suckers of the poor took a loss 

For exploitation, had to show 'em who was boss 

Teach 'em not to be so greedy had to shut 'em down 

Bound by a peace treaty, bound by a peace treaty 

 

Hit the park, bailed out the car 

And seen blue and red everywhere, look how strong we are 

Niggas showin' up from this gang and that gang 

Nobody set-trippin', 'cause it's a black thing 

People just partyin', sippin' on a cup 

Some of the Compton F.O.I. even showed up 

Suited and booted, kickin' it with the locs 

In unity, soon we'll be lovin' all black folks 

 

I heard Solo, bumpin' in a Blazer 

Clownin' on a car phone, blowin' up my pager 

Watts-Up is on the set just checkin' out the scenery 

Brothers I ain't never met is hittin' me up, I had to swallow my pride 

Just kept steppin', hit em up and said, "Right" 

Ain't no drama, 'cause I'm mobbin' with Laid-Back 

I seen Big Jess, Jay and K-Mac they used to work them narcotics 

Like my nigga L-Wood and Renegade from the street products 

We used to jack from the rich, and then give to the needy 

But now it's a peace treaty 

 

And now the party's acceleratin' 

The whole crowd bounce, and sho' nuff' celebratin' 

Ain't nobody bustin' shots I bumped into Mike 

A K A Mo' Like Watts and O.G., 'cause he's older 

Lovin' every minute of it, with the camcorder on his shoulder 

So he could capture the moment, and reminisce 

I'm a always remember this 

 

Because my niggas made the history books 

And now the mystery looks a lot clearer 

The man in the mirror got power it's now or never 

More than ever black people have to stick together 

But yo, let's hear it for the Bloods and the Crips 

I got to admit it y'all brothers did it I just hope it don't cease 

For the sake of all the homies that's restin' in peace 

Are you remember?


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