Ghetto niggas remain while the killers remain silent Niggas with 45s and aint smilin' And Im drivin' to a place all warrin 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 tend to disrespect the Where niggas do strugglin' die with a straight face
Survivin', under conditions dinin You can run it but cant it, so step aside Its the nigga that makes for the streets 'Cause I love this motherfucker pussy with no sheets its deep
Some niggas make it out the neighborhood and surface let the money make them nervous, whats the purpose? A sittin' on fat He came up in the hood but he cant back
that, I remain in the street game frame On a mission to me and take aim In to let my opposition know my life 'Cause off in streets I keep it real but whats right?
Survivin', sittin' on a key doin' on a beeper Im sinkin' in this motherfucker Fear the Reaper that no man born or woman me bein' a nigga in your army
Though Im a killer, the ghetto so that you can see What I mean I say I love this 'cause it loves me Let it be, stop at this motherfucker strange And bout a motherfuckin' change This is for my niggas
This one for the homies and thug one for the homies and thug niggas This one for the homies and niggas
This one for the homies and thug This one for the and thug niggas This one for the homies and niggas
Grace imagined us workin' at And me and you sellin' toasted up the hummus Gold slug, a car full of niggas Twenty inch wheels paint so we drug dealers
No limit to the fullest See I was on red beans the size of some bullets, huh We niggas cant be stopped Got me mixin' up dope with little J at rap a lot
My tapped, the feds on my tail Got me luxury taxes on everythin' I build to the ghetto thats my life You see that 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 to see C, C on the suit and tie But we young niggas in tennis shoes and street millionaires Niggas gonna be 'bout it, 'bout till we gray in the chair
This one for the homies and niggas This one for the homies and thug one for the homies and thug niggas
This one for the homies and niggas This one for the and thug niggas This one for the and thug niggas
What do you get from comin' out from California to represent them niggas in Houston And now we rockin' this shit poppin' And all my across the bay know LA keep the shit hot
I keep my glock inside my pants, give niggas a chance To put me a casket, you dirty bastards Until the day I die, you a nigga high on weed The police find me
My shit will drop and Ill five million While all the niggas enter the game, get up in drug dealin' How can I fall? How can I How can I my enemies and murder them all?
My word of flame burn niggas inside their Niggas cant hang me and like it changes Scarface got me on this We laced it motherfuckers in their body and
Growin' quicker, liquor made me a and nigga dont wanna see me world wide mob figure MOB and his lead me weeded Key niggas dont wanna see me when I got
In my another victim, capture bodies Bring a to the fuckin' party, yeah
I all night I do shit 'cause its wrong but we were born right And to the niggas in my zone we do it long these bitches understand nigga my song pay Im the man
Now are my homeboys, we outlaws till the day we die Keep shit rough and raw my 45 Make sure I survive to another day To rhymes which from I get paid
Now thats the end of my But it was for dead But the shit away you can hear it
This one for the homies and niggas This one for the and thug niggas This one for the homies and niggas This one for the homies and niggas
This one for the homies and niggas This one for the and thug niggas This one for the homies and niggas This one for the homies and thug