To put me inside a casket you dirty bastards I keep my glock inside my pants, dont give niggas a chance Niggas coming out from california to represent them niggas fromĪnd now we rocking keep this shit poppingĪnd all my niggas across the bay know L.A. Niggas gonna be bout it bout till we gray in the wheel chair Independant, black owned got them hooked on this cocaineīut we young niggas in tennis shoes and diamonds You see that house on the lake its for the kids and the wifeĬause I be dumping niggas off from New Orleans to California Got me paying luxury taxes on everything I build Got me mixing up dope with little J down at Rap-A-Lot See I was raised on some red beans the size of some bullets, huh Twenty inch wheels candy paint so we drug dealers This is for my homies and my thug niggas (uuuuugh)Īnd me and you selling fucking toasted up (?) Let it be, stop looking at this motherfucker strange What I mean when I say I love this cause it love me Surviving, sitting on a key doing business on a beeperįear the reaper that no man born or woman harm meįuck being a nigga in your army though I'm a killer In position to let my opposition know my lifeĬause off in these streets I keep it real but what's right? He came up in the hood but he can't come backįuck that, I remain in the street game frame Some niggas make it out the neighborhood and won't surfaceĪnd let the money make them nervous, what's the purpose?
Its the nigga that makes music for the streetsĬause I love this motherfucker like pussy with no sheets, You can run it but can't hide it so step aside Surviving, under conditions demons dinin'
Where niggas do thier struggling die with a straight face The outsiders tend to disrespect the place
In the ghetto the only place a motherfucker will keep it real The lake we build houses but its the hood we call home Niggas strapped with 45's and ain't smilingĪnd I'm driving to a place they're all warrin' Ghetto niggas remain violent while the killers remain silent
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