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Lifestyles of a child
Lifestyles of a
of a ghetto child
Lifestyles of a
Lifestyles of a child
Lifestyles of a
of a ghetto child

Watch your back, yo, kid, on, it's time on time
ten of theirs 'cuz they took one of mine
Them niggas sound sweet, nothing
I think they packin' heat, ain't we cuttin'

Nigga, get up, pick motherfucking head up
Somebody gon' get whet up, does this look a set up?
See that bitch there? Yeah, she tryin' to get attention
Watch them niggas to your left, oh, see you mention and flinchin'

Get down, hit the ground, goddamnn, my gun
Why the Street Blues make me refuse to leave my man?
Nigga, leave when I up and squeeze, nigga, breeze
Down upstairs, get Pacino and bees and toast

gettin' close, nigga, Larry
These should be buried
The situation's a decision
I'm going to get some more
So we can continue mission

of a ghetto child
Lifestyles of a
Lifestyles of a ghetto
of a ghetto
Lifestyles of a ghetto
of a ghetto
Lifestyles of a child

Bring it to 'em, kid, catch them niggas before they
True dat, you get the front, I from the side
Take 'em down, soon as you hit the let your shit go
I figured that them punks was scheming from the get go

Kill that noise, watch back
Nigga, get back, Bill, you at?
here kid, I spot him
Come on, but I'm your way, kid

I got him, watch yourself, blowin' them
What now? Let them slugs calm your
motivate, wait, Pacino still chasin'
We bringin' home, leave him alone, kid, he lacin' 'em

That's how it is it's time to roll
M.O.P. home fold
try to set us up, dumpin' you a sin
I'ma, chill, nigga, you know we gon' see them again

of a ghetto child
Lifestyles of a
of a ghetto child
Lifestyles of a
Lifestyles of a ghetto
of a ghetto
Lifestyles of a child

O, go, yo, stash the hammer
Where your's? I just left my shit right under the bammer
Make moves, kid, it ain't no time for
Why go straight when you the man gon' be waitin'?

Dip in the building, what if the door's
Damn, we can't stop, the surrounding the block
And chumps are comin' fast
Nigga, dig up in the building, hit the and bear last

Nigga, they right behind us, I tryin' to get caught by the law
Oh, shit, they comin' in the building, up the door
Hurry up, I sittin' in no pen, nigga
Five O it's us, let us in, nigga

the door, cut them lights off, stash the crack
Crack the and see where them chumps is at
They all over the place and we hard times at trial
Lifestyles of a child

Alright, now you two, come out with our up
I give you ten seconds, come out with our up
We got the place surrounded, run
[Incomprehensible] team respond, I need some back up here
Send me back up, I need some back up, damn it
Fuck 'em, yeah, 'em, fuck 'em