Lil' girl the ghetto ran away from home Tryin' to be a woman acting way too grown Then she ran across the border homie, chromes Now she walking the track and stripping With them brand new heels on
She too young for me so I her to the next dude Got hood fame, what a what X' do Hang with a crew love getting revenue With a description of
Now who's the mack in the leaning to the side gleaming, sitting up high? Ride and won't die but you young words so fly, get you sprung, bitch
Young Slick, his name, chasing Don Juan Trying to replace him with modern day We don't hate then shoot if you with his prostitute And what I hear, he got a lot to
Now what if dude get your crew Slick got one Don't let the pimpin' fool you, he got hot too his brains out now he catching chain out to Chino's Slick got caught up fucking with a young
My nigga Slick was a motherfucking lunatic Nigga out to get a grip, sworn in to do this Nigga only do this shit and make shit official A bitty nigga quick to hit you with the pistol
no motherfuckers squabbin' me and that's on 20s Plenty niggaz felt the of his deuce-deuce gun blast Ask Cuz on the corner with the bullet holes his blast Dumb-dumb want come test
'Cuz he'll lay you to rest, tattooed a set on his neck Demanding respect, Crip or die, is how he Beach, East Side roll in two times Every nigga on the yard know rep
A straight gangsta for life and I love It's not a job fool it's a lifestyle And you're slipping, woo-wam-lights-out
Lil' boy from the ghetto you're greased up khaki's on Used to be a ball player, homie what the fuck went Used to see him on the corner daily up on his throne Tried to knock him off a bank recently, 25 to life, so long, he