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50-50 chance, chance...
I got a nine it's a 50-50 chance...

Straight
Tryin' to survive in the of my town
But everyday brotha gets bucked down
So I keep a gat to my back
You lack, you loose your life, fool, and it's like
See, I was born in slums so I what to expect
And killin' a fool on a block gots you respect
And ain't nobody cross a playa in the game
Put a cap in your ass and add stripes to my fame
This is the way we thought and still think
I keep my vest on cause ain't no when I get blown away
I see fear in my mother's eyes and I if I die
I'm gonna my mother's soul
And she's all what a got but she's gotta understand
I got for my block, see, it's my choice, I'm an own man
But to survive in these streets of
a chance...

50-50 chance, chance...
When I got a nine a 50-50 chance...

See, me: in god I trust
But in order to stay alive, my I have to bust
See, I this way of life, I never really tripped
What was wrong and was right, I had a family at home
I can't get at Mickey D's so I gots to get my grind on
See, wasn't bad, if I can do then I did it
And I make my family had, I was the oldest
my duty, my job
So on the back of my sweater 69th Mob
I had to hustle and grind, stay strapped with
Ain't no shame and neither the players me
night I bought a 400 sack
I got my partner in the cut strapped watchin' my
Killin' nothin' more than a ???
I a strap, mothafuckas, cause these fools are to blast
see a fool in the cut and furious shots
Two of my dropped, now I'm reachin' for my Glock
I'm runnin' squeezin my trigga
Is this the method of a surviver or the method of a straight
get me if I don't get him first
So I gotta let the bust it, put his ass in a hearse
This is the way of life, the dance
When I got a nine, it's a chance...

50-50 chance, chance...
When I got a nine it's a chance...

Two of my partners died over gang-related
So I'm ridin' around town a semi-automatic pump
My boy Pam got my
See I refuse to be a coward, I can't go out that
So much pain over a lost of a one
But if you a bullet, ya gotta be down to take one
it's a motha...
That's the way we think, nigga, down in the Gutter
So I'm to catch him sleepin'
And he to fleein'
Hittin' like the Angel of Death
Pam right and I broke left
We got him it, now he's pleein' for his life
The Angel of Death is in your
Boom! You lose life
I pulled the trigga cause he two of my friends
His mother's gonna cry cause he get another chance...

50-50 chance, chance...
When I got a nine it's a chance...