Before becoming a rapper, he was an O.G., or an Original Gangsta of the Insane Crips gang in Long Beach. On February 2, 2005, Tray Deee was sentenced to 12 years in prison for attempted murder, stemming from a 2003 incident in which he fired at rival gang members. He is currently imprisoned at Salinas Valley State Prison, a new facility located in Soledad, California. It is one of many new prisons built within the area, often referred to being "across the road," from other facilities.
21 Jumpstreet
Big Tray Deee Lyrics
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Hear ye, hear ye, come one come all
It's the first annual G, nigga, and all my Doggs
Are invited, so go and enlight it
Cause it's the first time in a long time (right)
Reminiscing about the Fresh Fest back in '85
When the dubs and the San Dieg's used to hoo ride
On motherfuckers like it was the thing to do
You know what the fuck I'm talking about
After party on the lake at the big homie's house
And bet nobody bring a motherfucking gun
Cause everybody in the house's from two-one
Tray Deee:
Twenty-first street, burst street, where it all started
And you know East Side, Long Beach, the hardest
Niggaz coming realer than The Real McCoy
So step with your rap and we bring the noise
It's the gang of fly bitches, homiez on the switches
Dice in the back if ya wanna get your riches
No snitches allowed inside the crowd
Cause this is the G thang, East Side L.B.C. brang
In to have some fun represent two-one
And bet nobody bring a mothafucking gun and a
Snoop:
Yeah, King Park was the location
And the bigga G that was my destination
(We were) lookin up to niggaz coming up before me
And L.B.C. into my East Side homies (It's like)
Nobody can see you, but you (yeah, the East Side's perfect)
Nobody can see you, but you (ha ha, now that's worth it)
Nobody can see you, but you (hell yeah, the East Side's perfect)
Nobody can see you, but you (ha ha, yeah, now that's worth it)
Tatatata
Snoop (Tray):
If ya bring a strap, then ya have to trip
(so if you're on a mission nigga, go on and dip)
We got meat to eat, (freaks to meet)
And chronic we can smoke on, (if I ever get a loc on)
Strolling through the Park one day
Puffing on a fat ass J. with my homie named Tray
Deee tryin' to see if we could put this LBC thing
Back together like it was supposed to see
Tray:
Cause ya know I'm down with ya to make 'em get the picture
And if I have to sit ya down then I spit ya
Game from the heart, I came from the start
See I was regulating when crackers was the daily's
Snoop:
Nigga let me interact with my black croaker sacks*
And a gray golf hat tilted to the back (what's up?)
Ditchin' Sunday school to get a pack of Now and Laters
While I'm rolling with the stealers and killin' with the raiders
Tray:
And when we bang with the Saints then we ain't no joke
Come around from outta bounds and we goes for broke
Now we're breaking 'em up (hmm hmm), shaking em up (yeah)
And just for a second we're waking 'em up
(continue) Giving up game on his tired ass feet
With a small dedication to two-one street
The song "21 Jumpstreet" by Big Tray Deee featuring Snoop Dogg is an ode to their childhood days in East Side Long Beach, California. The song is named after the street they grew up on and portrays their memories of the block parties, the dice games, and the after-parties. It is a celebration of the neighborhood, the sense of belonging, and the camaraderie that they shared with their friends and loved ones. The lyrics are a mix of storytelling and reminiscing, as they recollect their teenage years, the music, and the fashion of the times, reflecting on how it all influenced their upbringing.
The first verse, which is delivered by Snoop Dogg, invites listeners to the "first annual G" - a gathering of friends and family to reminisce about their childhood days. He talks about the Fresh Fest in '85, a hip-hop festival that they attended and the after-party at the lake where everybody left their guns at home. The second verse is delivered by Tray Deee, who takes us to the streets of 21 Jumpstreet, where he and his friends used to hang out. He talks about the dice games, the fly bitches, and the gang of homies on the switches. He emphasizes that there are "no snitches allowed inside the crowd," reminding listeners of the loyalty and trust that existed among them.
The chorus is a repeated refrain by Snoop Dogg, which emphasizes the beauty of the neighborhood and the sense of belonging that they shared. The song ends with a verse by Tray Deee, where he talks about his dedication to the block and his willingness to set things straight for his community. The song is a nostalgic reminder of the past and an affirmation of their identity as East Side Long Beach natives.
Line by Line Meaning
Hear ye, hear ye, come one come all
Attention everyone, listen closely and gather around
It's the first annual G, nigga, and all my Doggs
This is the first gathering of its kind for gangsters, and all of my friends are invited
Are invited, so go and enlight it
You are all invited, so go and enjoy yourselves
Cause it's the first time in a long time (right)
This is a rare occasion that hasn't happened in a while
Reminiscing about the Fresh Fest back in '85
Remembering the Fresh Fest music festival from 1985
When the dubs and the San Dieg's used to hoo ride
When people from the suburbs of LA and San Diego used to cruise around together
On motherfuckers like it was the thing to do
They would intimidate people while cruising because it was popular and exciting
Eighty-five, eighty-fo', eight-tray, in year eighty-two (eighty-two)
This type of activity was happening in different years and decades (1982, 1984, 1985)
You know what the fuck I'm talking about
You should understand what I'm saying because it's common knowledge
After party on the lake at the big homie's house
We're having a party at the house of a respected member of the community
And bet nobody bring a motherfucking gun
Make sure nobody brings a weapon to this party
Cause everybody in the house's from two-one
Everyone at the party is from the 21st Street neighborhood
Twenty-first street, burst street, where it all started
21st Street is where the gang and its activities originated
And you know East Side, Long Beach, the hardest
The East Side of Long Beach is known for being the toughest area
Niggaz coming realer than The Real McCoy
The gangsters coming to the party are the real deal and not pretending to be something they're not
So step with your rap and we bring the noise
If you want to challenge us with your words, we will respond aggressively
It's the gang of fly bitches, homiez on the switches
There will be attractive women and cool guys at the party
Dice in the back if ya wanna get your riches
We'll be gambling in the back if you want to try to win some money
No snitches allowed inside the crowd
Anyone who talks to the police about our activities is not welcome
Cause this is the G thang, East Side L.B.C. brang
This is the gang lifestyle, and the East Side Long Beach community lives it
In to have some fun represent two-one
We're coming together to have a good time and show pride in our neighborhood
Yeah, King Park was the location
The party is being held at King Park
And the bigga G that was my destination
My goal was to hang out with the most important gang members
(We were) lookin up to niggaz coming up before me
We once respected the older gang members as role models
And L.B.C. into my East Side homies (It's like)
My East Side friends feel the same way
Nobody can see you, but you (yeah, the East Side's perfect)
The East Side Long Beach community is a great place, even if people don't recognize it
Nobody can see you, but you (ha ha, now that's worth it)
It's satisfying to know that we appreciate our community even if others don't
If ya bring a strap, then ya have to trip
If you bring a weapon to the party, you will face consequences
(so if you're on a mission nigga, go on and dip)
If you're here to cause trouble, it's best if you leave now
We got meat to eat, (freaks to meet)
We have food and women to enjoy
And chronic we can smoke on, (if I ever get a loc on)
We can also smoke marijuana if I can find some
Strolling through the Park one day
Walking around the park casually
Puffing on a fat ass J. with my homie named Tray
Smoking a large joint with my friend Tray
Deee tryin' to see if we could put this LBC thing
Tray is hoping we can revive our gang and community
Back together like it was supposed to see
To bring our community back together as it once was
Cause ya know I'm down with ya to make 'em get the picture
I'm fully committed to helping you achieve that goal
And if I have to sit ya down then I spit ya
If necessary, I can confront someone and strongly express our message
Game from the heart, I came from the start
I take the gang's mission and lifestyle very seriously and have been involved since the beginning
See I was regulating when crackers was the daily's
I was active in the gang long before it became trendy or acknowledged by outsiders
Nigga let me interact with my black croaker sacks*
Allow me to connect with my community by wearing my black socks
And a gray golf hat tilted to the back (what's up?)
And my gray golf hat tilted slightly backward to show my style
Ditchin' Sunday school to get a pack of Now and Laters
Skipping religious education class to buy candy
While I'm rolling with the stealers and killin' with the raiders
While I'm supporting the Pittsburgh Steelers football team and participating in criminal activities with the Oakland Raiders (a reference to a previous line of the song)
And when we bang with the Saints then we ain't no joke
When we have confrontations with our enemies, we're not playing around
Come around from outta bounds and we goes for broke
If our enemies come into our territory, we will fight to the death
Now we're breaking 'em up (hmm hmm), shaking em up (yeah)
We're causing chaos and confusion among our enemies
And just for a second we're waking 'em up (continue)
We're momentarily frightening them and making them alert to our presence
Giving up game on his tired ass feet
Educating and outsmarting our enemies when they are fatigued and vulnerable
With a small dedication to two-one street
Acknowledging our loyalty and commitment to the 21st Street neighborhood
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: CALVIN BROADUS, CHARLES CARTER, DELMER DREW ARNAUD, STEVE ARRINGTON, TRACY L. (PKA TRAY DEEE) DAVIS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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This era of music can never be duplicated..Snoop was at his peak
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Facts
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True!!!
@kciredorthomas8942
2023 and this still go hard 🔥🎶
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💯
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If you know you know!!
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May 2 2023
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May 6th 2023 🚽 😤 💨 🎉
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Hello in og percey voice 😅
@BlackadderFunk
I used to play this song on repeat back in 95, could never get enough. Greatest soundtrack of all time.