Ghetto niggas violent while the killers remain silent Niggas strapped 45s and aint smilin' And Im drivin' to a theyre all warrin The we build houses but its the hood we call home
In the ghetto the only place a will keep it real We on the dollar bill, still The tend to disrespect the place Where niggas do their die with a straight face
Survivin', under conditions dinin You can run it but cant hide it, so step Its the nigga that makes music for the 'Cause I love this motherfucker like pussy no sheets 'Cause its
Some niggas make it out the neighborhood and surface They let the money make them nervous, the purpose? A motherfucker on fat He came up in the hood but he come back
Fuck that, I remain in the street frame On a mission to me and take aim In position to let my opposition my life 'Cause off in these I keep it real but whats right?
Survivin', sittin' on a key business on a beeper Im sinkin' in this deeper Fear the Reaper that no man born or woman me Fuck bein' a in your army
Im a killer, enter the ghetto so that you can see What I mean when I say I love this it loves me Let it be, lookin' at this motherfucker strange And talkin' bout a motherfuckin' is for my thug niggas
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Grace imagined us workin' at And me and you sellin' fuckin' toasted up the Gold slug, a car of thug niggas Twenty inch wheels candy paint so we drug
No soldiers to the fullest See I was raised on red beans the size of bullets, huh We niggas cant be stopped Got me mixin' up dope with J down at rap a lot
My phone tapped, the on my tail Got me paying luxury taxes on everythin' I True to the ghetto my life You see that house on the its for the kids and the wife
You can me if you wanna 'Cause I be dumpin' off from New Orleans to California Rowdy a hurricane Independent, owned, got them hooked on this cocaine
You to see C, C on the suit and tie But we niggas in tennis shoes and diamonds Executive millionaires Niggas gonna be 'bout it, 'bout till we in the wheel chair
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What do you get boostin'? Niggas comin' out from California to represent niggas in Houston And now we keep this shit poppin' And all my niggas the bay know LA keep the shit hot
I keep my glock inside my pants, dont give niggas a To put me inside a casket, you bastards Until the day I die, you catch a nigga high on The police cant me
My shit drop and Ill sell five million While all the niggas enter the game, get caught up in dealin' How can I How can I ball? How can I catch my and murder them all?
My word of flame niggas inside their brain Niggas hang with me and like it changes Scarface got me on shit We laced it motherfuckers in their body and
quicker, liquor made me a daddy and nigga Niggas dont wanna see me wide mob figure MOB and his keep me weeded Key niggas dont wanna see me when I got
In my Catch victim, capture bodies Bring a shottie to the party, yeah
I all night I do this 'cause its wrong but we were born right And to the niggas in my we do it long ways Till these bitches understand nigga my pay Im the man
Now these are my homeboys, we till the day we die Keep this rough and raw my 45 Make sure that I survive to day To bust which from I get paid
Now the end of my freestyle But it was left for But the shit you can hear it playin'
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