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Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to
get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm with the flow I'm good
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood

Now if you followed my footsteps and walked my shoes
You wouldn't go me cause you know you would lose
It's been along time comin' I paid my dues
Now every time I turn around it's like I'm back in the

I know alot of niggaz want me cement shoes
And Tom niggaz wanna see me locked up to
Around the time KRS was writin' Black Cop
I was busy tryin' to pump cracks in the black

Poppin' to my homeys about how my gat pop
Got rid of that chrome thing and got a black glock
P ninety ten but I had six shots
I to walk around with it and risk gettin' knocked

I bought a fresh box of from Old Man Sam
Wanted to shoot a nigga so bad it was itchin' my
Some shot it out with me, and some of ran
And some of them dashed were and some of them jammed

Homey, if I go to and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special the flow I'm good
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to
get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special the flow I'm good
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood

Now if you take a good and look into my face
And if they even dare to violate my space
Som' I did so dirt, I'm tryin' to clean my slate
And ate so niggaz food and now they want mines ate

The dogs bark when I and since the souls I took
Moms pray for me with her right hand on the good
Saw shots fly by me, no, I shouldn't trippin'
The Pulp Fiction must have God's divine intervention

Wouldn't thought then from that, I learned my
And my act up and go straight to perfection
Uncle La got knocked the feds hit it seven
And left me with the fifty cal and a mac

Start everything from from heads to the worries
And had half the hood damn near wanted to us
Found myself askin' God what the is my purpose
You go to heaven, know I'm but put a good word in

Homey, if I go to and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I done my way out of the hood

Homey, if I go to Hell and you it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood

Now homey if I go to Hell and you it to the pearly gates
Tell the man we got beef
And tell his only son, I'm a see him I see him
And when I see him, I'm a beat him a movie

For leavin' us out to dry on straight
For not showin' me no signs they watchin' me
Yo! We a new in two thousand six
We don't give a fuck about religious bullshit

Nigga show me the cash at
The nice whips the three car garage to fit them shits
Man my is painful, pray to angels
I'm prayin' to myself hopin', I got to spank you

My bullets shank you, and when my guns start
Ain't nobody gon' you
In the bible times, ain't had to deal with the shit
We within, these survival times

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to
Just get me to the gate, and talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the I'm good
Shit, I done my way out of the hood

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm with the flow I'm good
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood