Lil' from the ghetto ran away from home Tryin' to be a woman acting way too grown Then she ran the border homie, 24-inch chromes Now she down the track and stripping With them brand new heels on
She too for me so I passed her to the next dude Got hood fame, a shame what X' do Hang with a crew that getting revenue With a of 1972
Now who's the in the 'Lac leaning to the side 24's gleaming, up high? and won't die but you young bitch Spit so fly, get you sprung, bitch
Young Slick, his name, Don Juan fame Trying to him with modern day game We don't hate then shoot if you with his prostitute And I hear, he got a lot to shoot
Now what if dude get your crew got one too? Don't let the fool you, he got hot ones too Blew his out now he catching chain out to Chino's Slick got caught up fucking with a young
My Slick was a gangbang motherfucking lunatic Nigga out to get a grip, sworn in to do this Nigga only do this and make this shit official A little bitty nigga quick to hit you with the
no motherfuckers squabbin' me and that's on 20s Plenty niggaz felt the wrath of his deuce-deuce gun Ask Cuz on the corner with the bullet holes his blast Dumb-dumb don't want test
he'll lay you to rest, tattooed with 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 not just a job fool it's a lifestyle And when slipping, woo-wam-lights-out
Lil' boy the ghetto with you're greased up khaki's on Used to be a player, homie what the fuck went wrong? to see him on the corner daily hand up on his throne Tried to him off a bank recently, 25 to life, so long, he gone