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SWAT's, and 'gnac killas on the block, cock back the gat Can't a day go by, one of these villains die Won't try to this feelin', this concrete thang It niggas, it's killin' for nothin' Meanin', is livin' for less, I guess That I'm bring it to ya like it I S, the rest your 'sposed to See crime, that get'cha time, to the do'
you hit 'em, get 'em But keep yo' up out they system 'Cuz that there could sho' fuck up the rhythm of Called up, charge it to the No your sittin' downtown tryin' to Simple-n-plain, but they ain't be listenin' You detain to yo' co-sentencing (Uh huh) This situation keep ya tied in a have mercy on the SWAT's
Lord mercy on me This is just how it's be Niggas dying daily on them same that pay me But that's the only I'm gon' see
Lord mercy, on me I'm the best that I can But hard in my front yard It's do or die out here, ya
I seen these same, lil-bitty niggas squeeze Lil-bitty triggers, now (Uh huh) niggas is, lil-bitty killers (Uh huh) Couldn'ta been no than thirteen (Uh unh) Supplyin' fiends, strictly stressin' dirty (What?)
I sit on the and watch 'em flee from the police But the nighttime blind, and ain't no eyes on the (Shh) law of the concrete Better, never ever repeat, nothin' ya (Uh unh) He said he had to a killin' (Uh huh) That's how it go whodi, and take a livin' fo' sho'
He say he kill and kill again, kick in the do' (Yeah) the lick, he trick a milli into mo' (Yeah) Nobody him, he so low, when he creep through (Uh huh) Ride a glass Chevrolet, near see through But they all fall 'cuz he learnt to But he learnt to crawl, have mercy, Lord
have mercy on me This is how it's gone be Niggas dying daily on them corner that pay me But that's the chain I'm gon' see
have mercy, on me I'm doin' the that I can But it's in my front yard It's do or die out here, ya
I get it in, I put the chamber yo' chin I play to win, stingy, I don't have no air to I'm standin' still, talkin' 'bout I'm Seville and steel real Only millimeters away from my Mighty knife, enough not inconsiderate ice You're contemplatin', contestin', consider it twice 'Cuz I'm connected with the guy left after the of a dime
Or roll or roll down a bat, wonder what blow mind I'm heavyweight and Front Skeet Got the geeked-up and they keep runnin' back to the plate We get it on, get it out the pot Get on the block, and get it Raised up out of the factories, and then we sit it Ya show, get out doors even if it's ice-cold And slice O's as the rolls, shit And may Lord have on your hustlin'-ass soul
have mercy on me I'm doin' the that I can But it's in my front yard do or die out here, ya understand?
Lord have on me This is just how it's be Niggas dying daily on them same that pay me But that's the only chain I'm see
have mercy on me I'm the best that I can But it's hard in my front do or die out here, ya understand?