Please believe how some way We gotta it up out the hood some day how some way We gotta it up out this life how some way We gotta it up out the hood some day Some way we make it up out this life
Whether we dribble out this Rap metaphors and riddle out motherfucker Work second floors, hospital out this Some how we get up out this motherfucker Some day the cops kill a motherfucker I don't want to be this drug dealing motherfucker damn Wish I could us all on this magic carpet ride through the sky
I use to play the hall up fifth me And my we all poor getting high I the worst of the worst I deserve every blessing I received I'm from the dirt, I planted my on unfertile land Myrtle Park, Marcy, Flushing and And still I grew some how I the sun will shine through And touch my soul take of my hand Look man a tree grows in
how some way I gotta make it up out the hood Some how way I make it up out this life, c'mon Some way I gotta make it up out the someday
To old Nell, street I ain't forget you niggas on the block trying to chase that buck Nosey and haters keep their face on stuck Cops roll up on the break the dice games up Behind smoke kids can't chase the ice cream Girls over Rollie young boys hype things up
Niggas fighting over Cold young boys light up All the petty ass fuck the night scene up Remember Lil' Eddie man how he light up they wonder why we light green up Back to back steamer trying to but I can't I lean up, ain't the L or the refer steam up, that steam up
It's my head stress to the point I get a Thinking bout the block and all the mothers and That can't and how the Chinks gotta feed'em For the rest of their life fucking fried Vegetable rice, gotta be kidding, no breakfast, Crunch at night Our kids eating lunch at night in their beds all bunched in
No than three or four, you know how it go Two by the two by the headboard Man I'm getting scared for them, I know That's how I for 'em and we gotta grip the shorties on the block All they do is weed and drink forties, cock their lower quarties Enough to get the latest roc, glock and old Jordies
Some how way We gonna it up out this hood one day how some way We gonna it up out this life how some way We make it up out the hood one day way we gonna make it up out this life
Right here another lil' story bout this I claimed Another chapter based on how I get that Hanging round my neighborhood and my street Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sunny side blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul
Nigga all got Over we got this poor child, he'd that there We know tomorrow ain't promise so we get there sitting in the living room guarding the steps Working inside a slump starving to death
these nigga flippers, quarter-ounces and zippers Agents snapping your picture neighbors to get ya Situations is critic I was out to get it Living it a savage cause nigga I gotta have it And holding back all the mothers for a minute, hard dog
Erase enough to walk it and fuck it all dog Love being willied and creek gonna rise I'm be a and these streets gonna rise Some how some way, how some way I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise, some how way
how some way We gotta make it up out the hood day how some way We make it up out this life how some way We make it up out the hood some day Some way we make it up out this life