Inglewood High Lyrics

[Intro]
Supa Good

We 'bout to get 'em high (High)
This time is my time, we 'bout to get 'em high (High)
We 'bout to get 'em high (High)
High
We 'bout to get 'em high (High)
High

[Verse]
Supa Good in this bitch, the wood in this bitch
'bout to school this niggas like only I could in this bitch
Here by myself and I still got the whole hood in this bitch
Claiming new stomping grounds gon' leave my whole foot in this bitch

Ankle-deep and it's painful
My hankerchief is a spangled banner
With the blood of black sons of slaves (Uh)
Painting people's depictions
Won't be no sequel's afflictions
Made me the true nigga that I am today (Uh)

Did my homework in class
Walked the hall with no pass
Eleventh grade had it made held my balls when I laughed
My older brother sang and sure used to ball for his pass
I chose to get perfect grades and get fades in the grass Seven gang was the clique
It wasn't no Blood or no Crip
It was more like fraternity ties
Mixed with bare knuckles and clips
My big homie saw something in me
Said f*ck getting licks and pistols
Your test scores gon' hit the lick with pencils
Teacher credentials

I never got 'em they said
Wasn't a problem I sent that application they said
You start tomorrow what else
We gon' find a nigga black and fluent in Spanish
Might as well use it to our advantage

[Outro]
I went right back to Inglewood (Inglewood)
Inglewood (Inglewood)
Inglewood (Inglewood)
Inglewood (Inglewood)
From Inglewood (Inglewood)
Inglewood (Inglewood)
Inglewood high (Inglewood, Inglewood)
Inglewood (wood)
Inglewood (wood)
Inglewood, Inglewood (Inglewood)
Inglewood, Inglewood high

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