I allegiance to the ghetto I pledge to the game I pledge allegiance to the and the cars And the pussy and the bitches and the
I allegiance to the ghetto I pledge allegiance to the I pledge to the money and the cars And the pussy and the and the fame, beeyatch
To all my, to all my & my thugz with their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the hood with the rubber gloves on In the kitchen chicken, diamonds, hop and gab off packages and grindin' outta taxicabs
Throw it up, it up, throw it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, it up Throw it up, it up, throw it up it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up
Fuck talkin', I'm chalkin' niggas, best ta get ta It's the shadiest, Charlie and my nigga the chicken hawk in on That throw it up ,throw it up, dip as I dips, skip with the Euro for chips on 100-spoke whips
All I is pussy, money and color bandannas And tryin' to get my kids some more chickens colonel sanders Play us by the trigger so I'ma live by the And rivals, seven for all my hoodlum and thug niggas
[Incomp.] regulations in the game, never Never soprano, wild gravy, bustin' kilograms, goin' platinum Door and panel, never dustin' up, never under pressure to me I do my time and I get out whenever
Early people say I smell like glocks, what of car you got? I 'em "Brooklyn cotch", Johnnie walker, snapple lemon-squeezed And scotch is what I drink a up under the table While all you puff niggas take all my votes
To all my, to all my & my thugz with their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the hood the platex rubber gloves on In the cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab Droppin' off packages and grindin' outta
it up, throw it up, throw it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, it up Throw it up, it up, throw it up, nigga Throw it up, nigga, it up, throw it up
Well, it's that old Inglewood bang, hustlin' ass nigga That game, flossin' ho, bustin' ass nigga Still grindin' while now up to seven figures Low-down, tapin', 2-11 lick hitter
Bangin' sendin' birds town on the bus If ya in to crack, nigga fuck with us I got cars and a with wine in the cellar And a bitch on my team that'll when I tell her
Back with so ya know I do for folsom and Susanville, fo' sho' My niggas in and Vacaville, before I From Chino to Tracey to hatched by to Rikers Pelican Bay solid, dat long and terminal island
on smilin', dialin' and callin' connect 'Cos you're my focus, you know, I'm A za, a zap board, amps Shoot with, to all my stamps beeyatch
To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz with their on Up in the ghetto and the with the platex rubber gloves on In the cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab Droppin' off packages and grindin' taxicabs
it up, throw it up, throw it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, it up, throw it up Throw it up, it up, throw it up it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up
Could it be me or was it chronic or bombay? That got me puttin' it for all my hoodlums around the way Lex spares, money dippin', bullet-proof and sack warriors All my niggas, east to the west to the souths, I can't hearin' ya
If it ain't Charlie Hustle, it's that nigga Manson While the g homies boogie, we they hoes dancin' And we stay lexed up wit the features Sportin' beamed-up chucks wit the flamed-up
I represent the lands, the alley ways, the moms and pops The Chinese, the AK, the fiend, the The store on every corner, the laundromat The quick to run up on the to peel my cap
To all my, to all my hoodlums & my with their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the hood the platex rubber gloves on In the kitchen chicken, diamonds, hop and gab Droppin' off packages and grindin' taxicabs
Throw it up, throw it up, it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, it up Throw it up, it up, throw it up Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, it up
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