1: (Scarface) Ghetto niggaz remain violent all the killers remain niggaz with 45's and ain't smiling And I'm driving to a place they're all the lake we build but its the hood we call home In the ghetto the only place a motherfucker will it real we focused on the dollar bill, The outsiders to disrespect the place where niggaz do thier struggling die with a face Surviving, under demons dinin' you can run it but hide it so step aside Its the that makin' music for the streets 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 street frame on a to maintian me and take aim In position to let my opposition my life cause off in these streets I keep it but what's right? Surviving, sitting on a key doing business on a I'm sinking in this motherfucker Fear the reaper that no man or woman harm me being a nigga in your army; though I'm a killer Enter the so that you can see what I when I say I love this cause it love me Let it be, stop looking at this strange and talking a motherfucking change This is for my thug
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This is for my homies and my thug (uuuuugh)
2 (Master P) 'Face, imagine us at McDonald's and me and you selling fucking in the Bahamas slug, a car full of thug niggaz twenty inch wheels candy so we drug dealers No Limit soldiers to the see I was on some red beans the size of some bullets, huh ghetto 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 paying luxury taxes on I build True to the ghetto my life you see that on the lake its for the kids and the wife You can me if you wanna cause I be dumping off from New Orleans to California Rowdy like a (uuuuuugh) independant, black owned got them on this cocaine You used to see C.E.O.'s in a and tie but we niggaz in tennis shoes and diamonds street millionaires niggas gonna be bout it bout till we in the wheel chair
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3: (Doracell) It's alive, and be tha muhfuckin' one these niggas want some Here I Da Don Niggaz steady claiming 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 to the warden mothafuck all this time wasting niggas wit my occupation Clean the nation Lookin' for The gangsta, the killa, and the all in one Now me my muthafuckin' gun Niggaz they invinsible Til' they wit tha muthafuckin' principle nigga I scared cause 2 pac got kilt I'm on Feelin' the muthafuckin' Nigga