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点击复制Ghetto n***as remain violent while the killers remain silent
N***as strapped with 45's and ain't smiling
And I'm driving to a place they're all warrin'
The lake we build houses but it's the hood we call home
In the ghetto the only place a motherf**ker will keep it real
We focused on the dollar bill still
The outsiders tend to disrespect the place
Where n***as do thier struggling die with a straight face
Surviving under conditions demons dinin'
You can run it but can't hide it so step aside
Its the n***a that makes music for the streets
Cause I love this motherf**ker like p***y with no sheets
Cause it's deep
Some n***as make it out the neighborhood and won't surface
And let the money make them nervous what's the purpose
A motherf**ker sitting on fat
He came up in the hood but he can't come back
F**k that I remain in the street game frame
On a mission to maintian me and take aim
In position to let my opposition know my life
Cause off in these streets I keep it real but what's right
Surviving sitting on a key doing business on a beeper
I'm sinking in this motherf**ker deeper
Fear the reaper that no man born or woman harm me
F**k being a n***a in your army though I'm a killer
Enter the ghetto so that you can see
What I mean when I say I love this cause it love me
Let it be stop looking at this motherf**ker strange
And talking 'bout a motherf**king change
This is for my thug n***as
This is for my homies and my thug n***as
Uuuuugh
'Face picture us working at McDonald's
And me and you selling f**king toasted up
Gold slug a car full of thug n***as
Twenty inch wheels candy paint so we d**g dealers
No Limit soldiers to the fullest
See I was raised on some red beans the size of some bullets huh
We ghetto n***as can't be stopped
Got me mixing up d**e with little J down at Rap A Lot
My phone tapped the feds on my tail
Got me paying luxury taxes on everything I build
True to the ghetto that's my life
You see that house on the lake it's for the kids and the wife
You can test me if you wanna
Cause I be dumping n***as off from New Orleans to California
Rowdy like a hurricane
Uuuuuugh
Independant black owned got them hooked on this c*****e
You used to see C in a suit and tie
But we young n***as in tennis shoes and diamonds
Executive street millionaires
N***as gonna be bout it bout till we gray in the wheel chair
What do you get from boosting
N***as coming out from california to represent them n***as from
Houston
And now we rocking keep this s**t popping
And all my n***as across the bay know L A keep the s**t hot
I keep my glock inside my pants don't give n***as a chance
To put me inside a casket you dirty bastards
Until the day I die you catch a n***a high off w**d the police can't
Find me
My s**t will drop and I'll sell five million
While all the n***as enter the game get caught up in d**g dealing
How can I fall how can I ball how can I catch my enemies and murder
Them all
My word of flame burn n***as inside thier brain
N***as can't hang with me and like it changes uh
Scarface got me on this s**t
We laced it motherf**kers in thier body and face uh
Growing thicker liquor made me daddy and n***a
N***as don't wanna see me world wide mob figure
M O B and the leaf keep me weeded
Them n***as don't wanna see me when I got w**d in my system
Catch another victim capture bodies
Bring a shottie to the f**king party yeah
I party all night
I do this s**t cause it's wrong but we were born right
And to the n***as in my zone we do it long ways
'Till these b***hes understand n***a my song pay cause I'm the man
Now these are my homeboys we outlaws till the day we die
Keep this s**t rough and raw my 45
Make sure that I survive to another day
To bust rhymes which from I get paid
Now that's the end of my freestyle but it was left for dead
But the s**t away you can hear it playing westside