What got to do with it I don't know the full definition of a rap image? I'm trapped inside the ghetto and I proud to admit it Institutionalized, I keep runnin' back for a up Get it I said I'm trapped inside the ghetto and I proud to admit it Institutionalized, I could still kill me a nigga, so
If I was the I'd pay my rent my homies and them Bulletproof my Chevy Lay in the White and get high, Lord Who ever Master take the off me
Life can be like a box of Quid pro quo, for somethin', that's the obvious Oh shit, flow's so sick, you swallow it Bitin' my style, you're salmonella poison I can just alleviate the rap politics Milk the game up, lactose intolerant The remainder of real shit, you know the obvious Me scholarship? No, put me through colleges Be all you can be, true, but the is A dream's only a if work don't follow it Remind me of the that used to know me, now follow this I'll tell you my hypothesis, I'm probably way too loyal K would do it for you, my niggas think I'm a god Truthfully all of 'em spoiled, usually never charged But somethin' over you once I took you to the fuckin' BET Awards You lookin' at like the harvests So many Rollies you and you want all of them told me you thinkin' 'bout snatchin' jewelry I should've listened what my grandmama to me
Shit don't change until you get up and your ass nigga Shit don't until you get up and wash your ass Shit don't change until you get up and wash ass nigga Oh now, slow
And once a time in a city so divine Called West Side Compton, there stood a little He was 5 foot something, God the kid Took his homie to the show and is what they said
Fuck am I to do when I'm lookin' at walkin' licks? The talk 'bout matchin', money and foreign whips The private jets and passports, presidential floor Gold bottles, gold models, up the ass for Instagram flicks, suck a dick, is this? One more away from wavin' flashy wrist My defense tell me to get him, quickly because he got it the recession, then why the fuck he in King of Diamonds? No more poor, meet my .44 I see 'em, put the per diem on the floor Now Kendrick, they're your co-workers But it's gon' take a lot for pistol go cold turkey Now I can watch his on the TV and be okay But see I'm on the once that watch landin' in LA Remember steal from the rich and givin' it to the poor? Well me at these awards I guess my grandmama was a boy She
Shit don't change until you get up and your ass nigga don't change until you get up and wash your ass Shit change until you get up and wash your ass nigga Oh now, slow
And once upon a time in a so divine Called West Side Compton, there stood a little He was 5 something, dazed and confused Talented but still under the ruse You can take your boy out the hood but you take the hood out the homie Took his show money, it in the mozey wozey nervous Fuck you, goodnight, you much for your service