I allegiance to the ghetto I allegiance to the game I pledge to the money and the cars And the and the bitches and the fame
I pledge to the ghetto I pledge to the game I pledge allegiance to the and the cars And the and the bitches and the fame, beeyatch
To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber on In the kitchen chicken, diamonds, hop and gab off packages and grindin' outta taxicabs
Throw it up, throw it up, it up, ugh it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, throw it up, it up Throw it up, nigga, it up, throw it up
talkin', I'm chalkin' niggas, best ta get ta walkin' It's the shadiest, Charlie and my nigga the chicken hawk in on That it up ,throw it up, dip as I dips, skip with the Euro clip Hangin' for chips on whips
All I know is pussy, money and bandannas And tryin' to get my kids some more than colonel sanders Play us by the trigger so I'ma by the trigger And rivals, seven bitches for all my and thug niggas
[Incomp.] in the game, never snitch Never sang soprano, gravy, bustin' kilograms, goin' platinum Door and panel, dustin' up, never crackin' under pressure Seems to me I do my and I get out whenever
Early people say I smell glocks, what kind of car you got? I tell 'em "Brooklyn cotch", Johnnie walker, snapple And scotch is what I a nigga up under the table While all you powder niggas take all my votes
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 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, nigga Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, it up
Well, it's that old gang bang, hustlin' ass nigga dope game, flossin' ho, bustin' ass nigga Still grindin' rhymin' now up to seven figures Low-down, tapin', 2-11 lick hitter
Bangin' sendin' birds outta on the bus If ya in to sellin' crack, fuck with us I got cars and a mansion with in the cellar And a bitch on my team that'll when I tell her
Back ninjas so ya know I do this for and Susanville, fo' sho' My in Quentin and Vacaville, before I Chino to Tracey to hatched by to Rikers Island Pelican Bay solid, dat long and terminal island
Keep on smilin', and callin' connect 'Cos you're my focus, you know, I'm A za, a zap board, deuce Shoot dice with, to all my 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 kitchen chicken, diamonds, hop and gab off packages and grindin' outta taxicabs
Throw it up, throw it up, it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, it up, throw it up it up, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, it up
it be me or was it this 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 street niggas, to the west to the souths, I can't hearin' ya
If it ain't Charlie Hustle, it's nigga mack Manson While the g homies boogie, we keep hoes dancin' And we lexed up wit the parlay features Sportin' beamed-up wit the flamed-up creases
I represent the flat lands, the ways, the moms and pops The Chinese, the AK, the fiend, the The liquor store on every corner, the The quick to run up on the to peel my cap
To all my, to all my & my thugz with their mugs on Up in the and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on In the cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab Droppin' off and grindin' outta taxicabs
it up, throw it up, throw it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, it up it up, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, it up
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