Lil' Rob, It's fucked up, man All kids wanna be grown up Gangsta, gangsta and all that shit Yo, I'll be with you, man You marijuana dogg but that's about it better to cut loose, eh, you know
Chamacos on the calle la vida loca Eleven years old experimenting with a little weed, snort a little coca I'll just try it one time, homey, to see que It's so addictive and you get so Becomes a habbit, they gotta have it and then kick it nothing funny about being a druggy I know a lot of fucked up, became a junkie
Used to dress clean started looking bummy Do what they say you can learn a lot from a You get wrapped up in it like a Next thing you know you're in your hefa's purse the money And you got it so bad, if you got it you go mad stop until you get a toetag Somebody please give me just a minute, To let them know that there no future in it, homey
We like to get all up, you know homes (There ain't no in it, homey) We do drugs were all sucked up, you know homes (There no future in it, homey) I smoke weed it grows from the seed but the other shit (There no future in it) As if it makes you scratch and bleed, twitch and (Homey, I fucking with it)
Hey, just like Mrs. Jones We both know that it's wrong but much too strong to let it go Some do, some The one's that do are fucked, always end up in a rut In love the drug Do shit for a fix, too many good people ended up in that mix They scratch and they twitch, they stand and sit But they can't sit the drugs the chill pill
They do what do and I'll let 'em be 'Cause in reality they ain't me Even though is fucked up to see I can feel lucky that that isn't me But you know it coulda easily been It's not like it wasn't all over the town People for the drogas, their head on the ground Another another body was found
We to get all fucked up, you know homes (There ain't no in it homey) We do drugs till all sucked up, you know homes (There ain't no in it homey) I smoke 'cause it grows from the seed but the other shit (There ain't no in it) As if it makes you scratch and bleed, and shit (Homey, I ain't fucking it)
I dont have to to you what I been through Just letting you what I seen and what I've been into We'd go out, we'd stay late till the day We'd be in Cisco drinking and spray paint Sparking it up, pointin' the plate Getting fucked up we can't see straight Hit the calles to go start havoc And go gang banging in my Maverick
I remember bumping ace fly My cuete's and so am I And you could tell by the look in my That I ain't a fuck, homeboy, we live to die But that was just a thing to do at the Get together, get high and go pull crimes But the is you got a fucked up mentality Bet, you are get a fucked up reality check
We like to get all up, you know homes (There no future in it, homey) We do drugs were all sucked up, you know homes (There no future in it, homey) I smoke weed cause it grows the seed but the other shit (There ain't no in it) As if it makes you scratch and bleed, and shit (Homey, I ain't with it)
There ain't no in it, homey There ain't no future in it, There no future in it Homey, I ain't fucking it