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 houses but its the hood we home
In the ghetto the only place a will keep it real We focused on the dollar bill, The outsiders tend to the place Where niggas do their strugglin' die with a face
Survivin', under conditions demons You can run it but cant it, so step aside Its the that makes music for the streets 'Cause I love this motherfucker like with no sheets its deep
Some make it out the neighborhood and wont surface They let the money make them nervous, whats the A motherfucker on fat He up in the hood but he cant come back
that, I remain in the street game frame On a mission to me and take aim In position to let my opposition my life 'Cause off in these streets I keep it real but whats
Survivin', sittin' on a key business on a beeper Im sinkin' in this motherfucker Fear the Reaper no man born or woman harm me Fuck bein' a in your army
Though Im a killer, enter the ghetto so you can see What I mean I say I love this 'cause it loves me Let it be, stop lookin' at this strange And talkin' a motherfuckin' change 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 full of niggas Twenty inch wheels candy paint so we dealers
No limit soldiers to the See I was raised on red beans the size of bullets, huh We ghetto cant be stopped Got me mixin' up with little J down at rap a lot
My phone tapped, the on my tail Got me paying luxury taxes on I build True to the thats my life You see house on the lake its for the kids and the wife
You can me if you wanna 'Cause I be dumpin' niggas off from New to California like a hurricane Independent, black owned, got hooked on this cocaine
You to see C, C on the suit and tie But we young in tennis shoes and diamonds Executive street Niggas gonna be 'bout it, 'bout till we in the wheel chair
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What do you get from Niggas comin' out from California to them niggas in Houston And now we rockin' keep this poppin' And all my niggas across the bay LA keep the shit hot
I keep my inside my pants, dont give niggas a chance To put me inside a casket, you dirty the day I die, you catch a nigga high 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 dealin' How can I How can I ball? How can I catch my enemies and them all?
My word of flame niggas inside their brain Niggas hang with me and like it changes got me on this shit We laced it in their body and face
Growin' quicker, liquor made me a daddy and dont wanna see me world wide mob figure MOB and his keep me weeded Key dont wanna see me when I got weed
In my Catch victim, capture bodies Bring a to the fuckin' 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 nigga my song pay Im the man
Now are my homeboys, we outlaws till the day we die this shit rough and raw my 45 Make that 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
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