1: (scarface) Ghetto remain violent all the killers remain silent Niggaz strapped with and ain't smiling And I'm driving to a they're all rome' The we build houses but it's the hood we call home In the ghetto the place a motherfucker will keep it real We on the dollar bill, still The outsiders to disrespect the place niggaz do thier struggling die with a straight face Surviving, under conditions demons You can run it but can't hide it so aside Its the that makin' music for the streets I love this motherfucker like pussy with no sheets, Cause deep Some make it out the neighborhood and won't circle And let the make them nervous, what's the purpose? A sitting on fat Who done came up in the but he can't come back Fuck that, I remain in the street frame On a to maintian me and take aim In position to let my opposition know my Cause off in these streets I keep it real but right? Surviving, sitting on a key doing on a beeper I'm sinking in this motherfucker Fear the reaper that no man or woman harm me Fuck being a nigga in your army; though I'm a Enter the ghetto so you can see What I when I say I love this cause it love me Let it be, stop at this motherfucker strange And talking 'bout a motherfucking 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 fucking tapes in the bahamas slug, a car full of thug niggaz Twenty inch wheels candy paint so we drug No soldiers to the fullest See I was raised on some red beans the of some bullets, huh Real ghetto niggaz can't be Got me mixing up dope 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 ghetto that's my You see that house on the lake it's for the kids and the You can test me if you I be dumping niggaz off from new orleans to california Rowdy like a (uuuuuugh) Independant, owned got them hooked 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 we gray in the wheel chair
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3: (doracell) It's alive, and i'mma be tha one Make these niggas some I come Da don Niggaz steady claiming Tatted on my wrist 86 tha fuck? I'm sitting in my block stuck Listening to this shit my did Shit, gotta the situation a letta to the warden mothafuck all this time wasting Chasin' niggas wit my Clean the nation Lookin' for The gangsta, the killa, and the all in one Now past me my gun Niggaz feelin' invinsible Til' they wit tha muthafuckin' principle nigga I ain't scared cause 2 pac got I'm on Feelin' the muthafuckin' Thug