Cant the way to make money, they runnin' from these streets To food myself and build the love then making kids Awesome when you got family, wife, kids, money, big house Law's son killin and robbin to live better life, tip toes Ima Ima gang bang, go versus everybody, its my life man Its light lamp, the write pen in my right hand And Im grind there, fly straight in nights, great I must start over these fight's circles Shine everytime you see me Motherfuck that ground's supposes Im fine every night cause its my time Im right, I dont give a fuck about everything But respect is all of one I really need I say it with reality Im ready to die Never be a wack, make it em crying These motherfuckers who wanna fight
Full of gang bang and drunken assholes A lot of dirt in the streets even if it summer I dont got no money to buy some clothes! Thats why I looks like a bum
It aint perfect live in a garbage Ima trying to find out the search Of the best life and now Im buggin'... and tearing When I was little boy everything was a floid Like a gold boil, like a balling on, but then I grew up And now Im brawlin'... everybody's annoyed They said, look ahead and never coming back All is downin me but thank God I got a rap Is my only drug, then I hate that I need pay for record Droppin albums there they go, some is sold But after that shit I feel myself I sold the soul Still I wrape and check this all, I love that song G H E T T O, see chains and STR blowed
Full of gang bang and drunken assholes A lot of dirt in the streets even if it summer I dont got no money to buy some clothes! Thats why I looks like a bum