Card Date

I'm tired of this bullshit people saying gangster rap is dead
Why you be trying to put it down homie that shit is dead in your head
So come with the real and take a ride with this villain
The west side grims just doing them execution style killings
Learn who I could trust and who I can't
Spent a week in the county straight sitting on a felony
So now I'm out on bail awaiting trial
Looking at some state time if I'm found guilty of the crime
Fuck that I got me the best
Hired a twenty thousand dollar lawyer So I won't get stretched
Probation violate they wanna throw the book at me
Looking at my long mother fuckin criminal history
The DA ain't kicking no slack
Trying to send me up the river for somebody else's kriznack
No matter what I do it's too late
Kiss goodbye to 97 straight looking at my card date.

On the west side (west side)
West side (west side)
West side (west side)
West side, west side (west side)
On the west side (the best side)
West side (west side)
West side, west side.

Hit the county bus at a quarter to twelve noon
Looking out the window won't be seeing the sun soon
Entering the county inmate reception center
Empty out your pockets booking slips in the center
Don't say a word unless spoken too
Take a shower trade them clothes for them county blues
Took my picture now I'm off to have me a snack
With some punch and bologna man this bullshit is wack
Classification now it's time to play dumb
Give me your name age what gang you bang from?
Ninety five hundred ain't no mother fucking joke
When them riots jump off you better jump or get smoked
Met up with my homie who ran down the info
Hooked me up with cards fish kit and a pencil
So I can get my write on a county lid is what they gave
Straight mobbing with my blues on looking at my card date.

On the west side (west side)
West side (west side)
West side (west side)
West side, west side (west side)
On the west side (the best side)
West side (west side)
West side, west side.

For the first two weeks I was
Transferred from the dayroom to the chapel
Smack a wood up took his fila's sandwich and his apple
I'm giving a fuck fool I'm taking anythang
LA County Jail is just another place for us to gang bang
They called my name so I read my last three
Transfred me to Lynwood on a bus full of crips homie
This place is cleaner but I rather be home
A border brother kicked a riot off because he wants to use the phone
So everybody's raising up to get a hit in
Locking them horns knocking these fools out with the quickness
Scoring points but it ain't no game
Someone hit me with a chair now my vision steadily starts to fade
But I won't go down I refuse to lose
South side mad man buzzing off the pruno juice
Them deputies put it down and made us pay
Caught up in the system now I'll do my whole card date.

On the west side (west side)
West side (west side)
West side (west side)
West side, west side (west side)
On the west side (the best side)
West side (west side)
West side, west side (the best side)
On the west side (the best side)
West side (west side)
West side, west side
On the west side.



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Writer(s): David Cordova
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