These niggas thugs, the real thugs is the government Don't matter if you independent, or republican Niggas politickin the street, get beef Start blastin, now a new cat is executive With a, for heat you get, blast in yo' seat Die before you crash in yo' Jeep, never passion in sleep Like an old man, you ain't a fool you got a whole To conquer territories like Europeans who stole The of your whole fam' hang in the balance You the king, and block is the palace niggas is the parliament, untouchable, spot unrushable Keep your weight wet, call in to save a buck or two Get mad, who the fuck are you? you gonna do? what I thought, NOTHIN, in the sport of frontin You the champion, I'm in a class you can't be in My is flesh like Jesus, the aquarian
It's just a of the night, in the ghetto afterlife Where you just or heard about or gonna have to fight Where they sacrifice the life and see flashes of light When you up in the heights but clappers aimin at the wife
Yeah, dudes gettin money is thuggin Chicks gettin money is ghetto Still livin the whole thuggish Your team let the burst before you take an L You raised in hell, let the settle first Then you ask the question, the life of the innocent Shit happens huh, a respected by his actions It's the karma of the street, you try to the karma While the sleep, yo it's deep, but the karma can't be beat You don't know your enemy, so you fightin with Relate to rap niggas cause they what you felt You got top shelf connects you gettin seasoned like a We the venom out the snake bite, without the medicine We from niggas in tenements, dyin for benjamins So bad that know they own coffin measurements Ghetto eloquence, in the moment of truth, be hesistant Or fall victim to the element, is bond
Just chapter of the night, in the ghetto afterlife Where you just seen or about or gonna have to fight they sacrifice the life and niggas see flashes of light When you trapped up in the but clappers aimin at the wife
Niggas get caught up in the End up in in trouble, sportin a bubble Ford azure bubble, smuggle, forcin a rumble Hit the blocks with a to double and get tossed in the huddle Police with one short of the puzzle It's a hustle, peep the street life, they movin And the make your knees buckle with heat until your feet stand in a pee puddle Cheese but all the speedy niggas bleed puddles Make the headlines; some try to escape the fed Phone taps on lines - tec-9's with the red shine Jake through the bedroom blinds to bring you to your deadline, it's slippery when wet signs Red time, wipe the sweat around your time One shot spill out your red wine, rock shots to your prime Pieces of hot lead left in your One slug to the of your spine Forever to rest on the shrine