1: (Scarface) Ghetto niggaz remain all the killers remain silent strapped with 45's and ain't smiling And I'm driving to a they're all rome' the lake we houses but its the hood we call home In the ghetto the only place a motherfucker will it real we on the dollar bill, still The outsiders tend to disrespect the where niggaz do thier struggling die with a straight Surviving, conditions demons dinin' you can run it but can't it so step aside Its the nigga that makin' music for the cause I this motherfucker like pussy with no sheets, its deep Some niggaz make it out the neighborhood and won't and let the money make them nervous, the purpose? A motherfucker on fat Who done came up in the but he can't come back Fuck that, I in the street game frame on a to maintian me and take aim In position to let my know my life cause off in these streets I keep it real but right? Surviving, sitting on a key doing on a beeper I'm in this motherfucker deeper the reaper that no man born or woman harm me fuck being a nigga in your army; though I'm a Enter the so that you can see what I mean when I say I love this cause it me Let it be, stop looking at this strange and talking 'bout a change is for my thug niggaz
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This is for my homies and my niggaz (uuuuugh)
2 (Master P) 'Face, us working at McDonald's and me and you selling fucking in the Bahamas Gold slug, a car of thug niggaz twenty inch candy paint so we drug dealers No soldiers to the fullest see I was raised on red beans the size of some bullets, huh Real ghetto niggaz can't be got me mixing up dope with little J down at My phone tapped the on my tail got me paying luxury taxes on everything I True to the ghetto my life you see that house on the lake its for the kids and the You can test me if you cause I be dumping niggaz off from New Orleans to Rowdy like a (uuuuuugh) independant, black owned got them hooked on this You to see C.E.O.'s in a suit and tie but we young niggaz in tennis and diamonds street millionaires niggas be bout it bout till we gray in the wheel chair
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3: (Doracell) It's alive, and I'mma be tha one Make these want some I come Da Don Niggaz steady this Tatted on my since 86 tha fuck? I'm sitting in my block stuck to this shit my radio did Shit, change the situation Write a letta to the warden mothafuck all time wasting Chasin' wit my occupation Clean the nation Lookin' for The gangsta, the killa, and the all in one Now past me my gun Niggaz feelin' invinsible Til' dealin' wit tha muthafuckin' principle nigga I ain't scared 2 pac got kilt I'm on Feelin' the muthafuckin' Thug