You know how the we do it It's thug Y'all me? C'mon,
Hey... Once a time in the ghetto you're stuck In the you're fucked Ah - press your I said upon a time in the ghetto through Once upon a in the ghetto It's you
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(verse 1) My life has been like gun blast night Stop the car, down with a flashlight "where's the where's the dope? " The drive-by last they try to pin, there's no hope I wasn't the victim, better yet the suspect Waitin to run a warrant "what set you from? side of town? Nigga like you be ready to get down" Hold up now, cause I to speak my mind I question the of the ride and what time "speak mind one more time, you're through" They found a bullet that I in my shoe Fuck, now gon' tear up the car Try to lock me in a cell as tight as a jar But the way it's goin' down, the gang story's told Tomorrow be the same episode
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Once upon a time n' the ghetto you're Once upon a n' the ghetto I'm like you upon a time n' the ghetto you're stuck In the you're fucked Ah - your luck I said...
(verse 2) Y'all can follow me, see how walk Real spit the strap and don't talk Set trip, at night, we stalk Yellow tape, outlined in the chalk I keeps my close night seen a life straight turn to ghost My position is to roll through Keeps on the one times down the block You hear the click the bang-bang, then you stop Try to run, but the chest burn you drop My comrads and criminals through hard I ride for y'all niggas, pop goes my I do the crime, the point is Look around the clockwork, it ain't to find Any block, ward or burrough, you know I speak Your clients all cross the street if yo' product is
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(verse 3) Y'all fools come up on the work and try to cheat us Cold niggas, cold-ass world, the heaters Burn you niggas, you can't beat us Another life lost, you never defeat us Gun smoke's the outcome I down, never that, nickel slick Try to a nigga for dollars, "holla holla" Is the sound that you for cuttin' off the cake niggas, I hate yo' face, niggas Seal your fate, no on the triggers Ditches for the I dump I dig bigger Puttin mo' to ya than dirk diggler cling, bust straps, you ears ring Funeral day, the sad to sing Nigga shoulda known by now mines Step now or charriots will
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one time, check it out Hoo-bangin' two times, it out one time, nigga Compton two times,