1: (Scarface) Ghetto niggaz remain all the killers remain silent niggaz strapped with 45's and ain't 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 only a motherfucker will keep it real we focused on the dollar bill, The tend to disrespect the place where niggaz do thier struggling die a straight face Surviving, under conditions dinin' you can run it but can't hide it so aside Its the that makin' music for the streets I love this motherfucker like pussy with no sheets, cause its Some niggaz it out the neighborhood and won't circle and let the money make them nervous, what's the A sitting on fat Who done came up in the hood but he can't come that, I remain 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 but what's right? Surviving, on a key doing business on a beeper I'm sinking in this deeper Fear the reaper no man born or woman harm me fuck being a in your army; though I'm a killer Enter the ghetto so you can see what I when I say I love this cause it love me Let it be, looking at this motherfucker strange and talking 'bout a motherfucking is for my thug niggaz
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This is for my homies and my thug (uuuuugh)
2 (Master P) 'Face, imagine us working at and me and you fucking tapes in the Bahamas Gold slug, a car full of thug twenty inch wheels candy so we drug dealers No Limit soldiers to the see I was raised on some red beans the size of bullets, huh Real niggaz can't be stopped got me mixing up dope with J down at Rap-A-Lot My phone the feds on my tail got me paying luxury taxes on everything I True to the that's my life you see that house on the lake its for the kids and the You can test me if you cause I be niggaz off from New Orleans to California Rowdy like a (uuuuuugh) independant, black owned got them on this cocaine You to see C.E.O.'s in a suit and tie but we niggaz in tennis shoes and diamonds Executive street niggas gonna be it bout till we gray in the wheel chair
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3: (Doracell) It's alive, and be tha muhfuckin' one Make these want some Here I Da Don Niggaz steady this Tatted on my wrist 86 tha fuck? I'm sitting in my cell stuck to this shit my radio did Shit, gotta the situation a letta to the warden mothafuck all this time wasting Chasin' niggas wit my across the nation Lookin' for The gangsta, the killa, and the all in one Now me my muthafuckin' gun Niggaz they invinsible Til' they dealin' wit tha muthafuckin' nigga I ain't scared cause 2 pac got I'm on Feelin' the muthafuckin' Nigga