Up early in the morning up my british knights Throwin up my deuce sign, fuckin the street life Never knew no better cause my mommy never me Going out to get the shit that mommy never me ten years old and I can't stay away from trouble But you don't give a fuck you ain't never had to struggle And everybody's me it's get greater later I need to get my right now, cause it ain't shit in my refrigerator And I struggled for my whole life Seeing my moma layed up with a different everynight And when you see me you can spot a Cause I'm going through her motherfuckin book I'm going out to get my Cause she don't give a fuck me anyway And my daddy's doing two And all she ever does is sit around and get My mommy never me I'm callin deuce my family, cause these say they love me I'm steady chumps off And ready for the battle if the would ever jump off So my ass to hell Its eithr being covered up with some dirt, or boxed in a Anyway that's it looks like If I don't up and get my ass up out the street life
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You know the streets is all I This is my way of You know I've been some bad cards But I gots to play What else am I to do, look for a But them my family will starve and be broke So I resort to the As a source of I'm here
I step out on my own And everyone's throwin up the deuce to j-rock And all my little homies that I with Are either jackin, or mixed up this gang shit See it reality Never leavin the gang cause it's the street life My homies got a Pulled the nigga off some change and said he'd in my position So now I'm rollin the ogs in work for the jack, for some overseas And in a year or two I'll be able to roll in a like the gangsta's do Makin ride dick that poor, broke ? ? ? Ain't ? ? ? shit I gotta lock my crew And sew this whole up like the jews town Develop us a strong Break my pops off some while he rot Pops would that shit his little nigga on his own two Doing shit I heard my pops to do A real nigga to this crime And had it going on his time came I gots to get my shit Until my shit gets I'm rollin with the street
You know what me Is when whitey back in they lavish homes and bmws And tell me the streets ain't the to be See it from my Poverty strickin, on welfare And the government cuttin that shorter week I'm shortin on education I'm black The corner doesn't me a good life But at least it shows me
after shit got right I'm wanting out of the gang cause I'm searchin for a new But I remember was said You come in alive the only way you leave out is So I'm kinda on both ends I I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin frinds Cause if they were my friends let me break Outie five thousand fuck this shit, I'm my 38 But first I stay down Until it's time for me to punch it out and lay it down And that's a shame Tonight I gotta spill another ride with my little So I walked up to it With no hesitation I the window and jumped into it Unhooked his shit and was off I opened up the door what set it off A nigga came out a glock jack And put a in my motherfuckin back And my so called Want me out of the gang cause they know if I'll walk again Now tell me that deuce life up myself for good cause I was wrapped up in the