Ch Down in my area, chk a chk uh real nigga uh the ROC Yeah, yeah uh feel me Pa Yo yo
I was in West but migrated to North Remember cold nights AK and a toss Four door for the stick up boys if want war comin' all night all I heard was four more
Rocks in the cap when it was jumpin' me and Rell hit You could pick me out the rockin' the cap But things change 'cause my man fightin' a body On state row where so cold
Rockin' his blues, I roll the ROC Still trynna rock at a show shit ain't like '98 pockets is low Which way do I go? blew over Man whipped a few shoulders shovel boulders gettin' it slow
Me, I'm in the studio switchin' the Changin' the styles my son and daughter need 'Cause they just them up and changin' the size My man Just the Jags see the change in his eyes
And I eat, sleep, buy, sell 'Cause I'm just another victim of the I rob, steal, lie to get money, bust slugs 'Cause I'm just another product of the
And I eat, sleep, buy, sell I'm just another victim of the ghetto When I rob, steal, lie to get money, bust 'Cause I'm just another of the ghetto
This is how it goes in these ghetto streets This is how it down in my neighborhood This is how it goes down in these ghetto is how it goes down in my area
My man blingin' platinum wheel, gat Took a trip South came back with platinum caps I'm still trynna platinum raps But made a slight change verse one started jugglin' packs
like I'm travelin' backwards Rewindin' the time four on nine Must be outta my mind nine, get it outta my Just four and a half get it outta my trunk
Free we need you at the studio, out to lunch, out on the These just pulled out on my man And the rock I worry 'bout is right on my face We 'bout to go shake, his block with no plans
fired, cops came But I'm a man I stick around till my clip is empty Cops threw me on the when my clip got empty Now is all I see a thug is all I'll ever be
And I eat, sleep, buy, sell 'Cause I'm just another victim of the I rob, steal, lie to get money, bust slugs 'Cause I'm just another product of the
And I eat, sleep, buy, drugs I'm just another victim of the ghetto When I rob, steal, lie to get money, bust 'Cause I'm just another of the ghetto
This is how it goes down in ghetto streets This is how it goes down in my is how it goes down in these ghetto streets This is how it goes down in my
I got, 11 in I was facin' a dub, got left My click show they write back My cousin M's son, Di he's so grown Said he chrome, run blocks, and write raps
Wrote him right back told him I the bones Try to play the phone we could and hold wax Leave drug shit alone don't forget you grown It'll put you places your mind can't get you back from
nigga ain't write me back since Still the jail L. Pridgon you got mail It's all the letters you wrote him What you mean? All the up shit you told him
This shit my cousin Emily I'm quotin' out her letter Little Di, got in the head trynna steal a nigga leather That's what the cops said but the streets tell you better
And I eat, sleep, buy, drugs 'Cause I'm just another of the ghetto When I rob, steal, lie to get money, slugs 'Cause I'm another product of the ghetto
And I eat, sleep, buy, sell 'Cause I'm another victim of the ghetto I rob, steal, lie to get money, bust slugs 'Cause I'm just another product of the
This is how it goes down in ghetto streets This is how it down in my neighborhood This is how it goes down in ghetto streets is how it goes down in my area