![]() Nigga pass Dot the bottle, damn! You ain't the one that got fucked up, what you holding it for? Nig They bang it and slide out that bitch with depositsĪnd the price on his head, the tithes probably go to the projectsĬompton, U.S.A. That arrive in his eye this a coward, the concept is aim and They vandalizing, the option of living a lie, drown their body with toxinsĬonstantly drinking and drive, hit the powder then watch this flame Kill them all if they gossip, the Children of the Corn Instead of boy with a chopper that hold the cul-de-sac hostage Would you say my intelligence now is great relief?Īnd it's safe to say that our next generation maybe can sleep If I mentioned all of my skeletons, would you jump in the seat? With a basketball and some Now & Laters to eat Or see me to be innocent Kendrick you seen in the street If I told you I killed a nigga at 16, would you believe me? So loc, grab a strap cause yeah, it's so realĭeal with the outcome, a strap in the handĪnd a bird and 10 grand's where a motherfucker stand The hood took me under so I follow the rulesīut yeah that's like me, I grew up in the hood where they bangĪnd niggas that rep colors is doing the same thingĬrew I'm finna slay, the street life I crave Niggas been mixing shit since the 80's locĬluck heads all up and down the block and shit You know the reasons but still won't ever know my life I made allegiance that made a promise to see you bleeding I was straight tweaking the next weekend we broke even Imagine if your first blunt had you foaming at the mouth Projects tore up, gang signs get thrown up To stage a robbery the third Saturday I clocked in ![]() In fact I got fired because I was inspired by all of my friends Security guard for a month and ended up leaving My Pops said I needed a job I thought I believed him Hit the light pole two nigga's hopped out on foot and dashed Reality struck I seen the white car crash Sleeping in the living room in my momma's pad I'mma teach you some lessons about the streetįresh outta school cause I was a high school grad Go buy a chopper and have a doctor on speed dial, I guess You movin backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a Tec When we in traffic and tragic happens, that shit ain't no threat They say the governor collect, all of our taxes except Make sure you're corporate, or they'll be calling your mother collect Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the Isleys Fuck yo truceīG's up to pre-approve, bodies on top of bodies That's what momma said when we was eatin' the free lunch Pickin' off you suckers, suck a dick or die or sucker punch We adapt to crime, pack a van with four guns at a timeįuck you shootin' for if you ain't walkin' up you fuckin' punk? Now this is not a tape recorder saying that he did itīut ever since that day, I was lookin at him different Seen a light-skinned nigga with his brains blown outĪt the same burger stand where - hang out The driver seat the first one to get killed Hope euphoria can slow dance with society It got ugly, waving your hand out the window. It was Me, L Boogs, and Yan Yan, YG, Lucky ride down Rosecrans Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighin' on your brain This is cul-de-sac and plenty Cognac and major pain This is not a rap on how I'm slingin crack or move cocaine "Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?"īrace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane "Fuck who you know, where you from, my nigga?" They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song Song Sergeant will whip your music library into shape in no time.Lyricist: SPEARS, MARK ANTHONY / MORGAN, AXEL / DUCKWORTH, KENDRICK / RIERA, RICCI Composer: SPEARS, MARK ANTHONY / MORGAN, AXEL / DUCKWORTH, KENDRICK / RIERA, RICCI Song Sergeant intelligently identifies and removes duplicates, renames inconsistently named artists and albums, reunites orphaned song files to your library, and deals with missing song files. Top Software Keywords Show more Show less
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