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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That's how it is it's time to roll
M.O.P. home never
try to set us up, dumpin' you a sin
I'ma, chill, nigga, you we gon' see them chumps again

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

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

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

Nigga, they right behind us, I ain't tryin' to get by the law
Oh, shit, they comin' in the building, up the door
Hurry up, I ain't sittin' in no pen,
Five O comin' it's us, let us in,

Lock the door, cut them lights off, the crack
Crack the safe and see them chumps is at
They all over the place and we facin' times at trial
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Alright, now you two, come out our hands up
I give you ten seconds, come out with our up
We got the surrounded, don't run
team respond, I need some back up down here
Send me some back up, I need some up, damn it
Fuck 'em, yeah, fuck 'em, 'em