1: (Scarface) Ghetto niggaz remain violent all the remain silent niggaz strapped with and ain't smiling And I'm driving to a place they're all the we build houses but its the hood we call home In the ghetto the place a motherfucker will keep it real we focused on the dollar bill, The outsiders to disrespect the place where do thier struggling die with a straight face Surviving, under demons dinin' you can run it but can't hide it so step Its the nigga that makin' music for the cause I love this motherfucker like pussy no sheets, its deep Some niggaz make it out the neighborhood and won't and let the make them nervous, what's the purpose? A motherfucker on fat Who done came up in the hood but he can't back Fuck that, I remain in the game frame on a mission to maintian me and aim In position to let my opposition my life cause off in these streets I keep it real but what's Surviving, on a key doing business on a beeper I'm in this motherfucker deeper Fear the reaper no man born or woman harm me fuck being a nigga in your though I'm a killer Enter the ghetto so 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 This is for my niggaz
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This is for my homies and my thug (uuuuugh)
2 (Master P) 'Face, us working at McDonald's and me and you selling tapes in the Bahamas Gold slug, a car of thug niggaz twenty inch wheels paint so we drug dealers No Limit to the fullest see I was raised on red beans the size of some bullets, huh Real niggaz can't be stopped got me mixing up dope with J down at Rap-A-Lot My tapped the feds on my tail got me luxury taxes on everything I build True to the that's my life you see that on the lake its for the kids and the wife You can me if you wanna I be dumping niggaz off from New Orleans to California Rowdy a hurricane (uuuuuugh) independant, black owned got them hooked on this You to see C.E.O.'s in a suit and tie but we niggaz in tennis shoes and diamonds street millionaires niggas gonna be bout it bout till we gray in the wheel
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3: (Doracell) It's alive, and be tha muhfuckin' one Make these niggas some Here I Da Don steady claiming this Tatted on my since 86 What tha I'm sitting in my block stuck to this shit my radio did Shit, gotta change the Write a letta to the warden mothafuck all this time Chasin' niggas wit my across the nation Lookin' for The gangsta, the killa, and the all in one Now me my muthafuckin' gun feelin' they invinsible Til' they wit tha muthafuckin' principle nigga I ain't cause 2 pac got kilt I'm on Feelin' the guilt Thug