Ghetto niggas remain violent while the killers silent Niggas strapped with 45s and smilin' And Im to a place theyre all warrin The lake we build but its the hood we call home
In the ghetto the only place a will keep it real We focused on the bill, still The outsiders to disrespect the place Where niggas do their strugglin' die with a face
Survivin', under conditions demons You can run it but cant hide it, so step Its the that makes music for the streets 'Cause I love motherfucker like pussy with no sheets 'Cause its
Some make it out the neighborhood and wont surface They let the money make nervous, whats the purpose? A motherfucker on fat He came up in the hood but he cant back
Fuck that, I in the street game frame On a to maintain me and take aim In position to let my know my life off in these streets I keep it real but whats right?
Survivin', on a key doin' business on a beeper Im in this motherfucker deeper Fear the Reaper that no man born or woman me Fuck a nigga in your army
Im a killer, enter the ghetto so that you can see What I when I say I love this 'cause it loves me Let it be, stop lookin' at this strange And talkin' a motherfuckin' change This is for my niggas
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imagined us workin' at McDonalds And me and you sellin' toasted up the hummus slug, a car full of thug niggas Twenty inch wheels candy paint so we drug
No limit to the fullest See I was on red beans the size of some bullets, huh We ghetto cant be stopped Got me mixin' up dope with J down at rap a lot
My tapped, the feds on my tail Got me paying luxury taxes on everythin' I True to the ghetto my life You see house on the lake its for the kids and the wife
You can test me if you 'Cause I be dumpin' niggas off from New Orleans to like a hurricane Independent, black owned, got them hooked on cocaine
You used to see C, C on the and tie But we young niggas in tennis and diamonds Executive street Niggas gonna be it, 'bout till we gray in the wheel chair
This one for the homies and niggas This one for the homies and niggas This one for the homies and niggas
one for the homies and thug niggas This one for the and thug niggas one for the homies and thug niggas
What do you get boostin'? comin' out from California to represent them niggas in Houston And now we rockin' keep shit poppin' And all my niggas across the bay know LA keep the hot
I keep my glock inside my pants, dont niggas a chance To put me inside a casket, you dirty Until the day I die, you catch a nigga on weed The police cant me
My shit will drop and Ill sell five While all the niggas enter the game, get caught up in drug How can I How can I ball? How can I catch my enemies and them all?
My word of flame burn niggas inside brain Niggas cant hang me and like it changes Scarface got me on shit We laced it motherfuckers in their and face
Growin' quicker, liquor made me a daddy and Niggas dont wanna see me wide mob figure MOB and his lead me weeded Key niggas wanna see me when I got weed
In my another victim, capture bodies Bring a to the fuckin' party, yeah
I party all I do this shit 'cause its wrong but we were born And to the in my zone we do it long ways Till these bitches nigga my song pay Im the man
Now these are my homeboys, we outlaws the day we die this shit rough and raw my 45 Make sure I survive to another day To bust rhymes which I get paid
Now the end of my freestyle But it was left for But the shit away you can hear it
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