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I must of been raised in city streets Just to be the chosen one Playin golf with me nine iron Gotta bust a hole in one Like them hits squads Do them quick jobs I'm gonna get gunned down Me lickin them shots Never let nobody get passed one round I be the son of a G and gun blaster Them gonna be casper Me pull it much faster Daddy left me basterdly As a g at last I see Now bow dow thow so call me daddy streets Gotta rain like rain man Executed me game plan It's a bird in a plane Comin from the main land Me living the high life Keepin an eye out for the drive by As the word of the lord that's war That were fool die by y lie Mira I died That man so fried from up out a high I'm ready to die when the bags fly Then jump on the mic and sound alive Makin my blocks Smokin my rocks Steady be hittin me licks Smokers expected the two one action Cut flex as big as them bricks Collections from the connections Cashin checks into the safe Tryin to get a crank Now got a crunk Mom want me to stop but I can't Just smokin my sets as I rest on top of the hill Gone chill with the real deal Me packin the steal that kills in thrills Guard my grill in the battle field Me popin them pills for dollar bills Makin you feel no love Keepin these fiends in these fine dreams In these h-town steets on up Hold up Were all the meanin for the fienin in my neighborhood They huntin me down for more I'm guessin my caine was good From they one they begun They life was't strait Now I become the one these dirty cops hate Stay sneek and out from a cloud up in the sky Higher than a kite flys Shank that will pull my brise But I might tell them white lies Me kickin it just how it goes Skippin all of the rest Me say it for all of you hoes Passin my trick the killer man says Be live with the mic Yea u lik me to be See my life through the eyes of a child from the street Crack in the back of your cranium Aimin them lik basukas Them pigs never book us Me pimpin them telephone hookas Look cause U better surrender Remember me in the pretend though Up genders in my agenda Get surved by the bulabar tender Never let a fredge at last gun Them askin to get one Realise them killa bees at your knees Me get yo back scuffed You started all of the ruckes Along with the rest of them bustas Them struck by the buck shot Pump out sucker The game so perila though Still I blow Killa smoke Kick a door down For a bird on the sterio Gotta tell the secrets of the streets Revile them on beats Who cheats creeps deep in the dawn Just lik the grim reaps Take a peep out ya window Watch info creepin up slim holes Now I kick them flows Selling indoor with all of my ido and what I got them so sick when I let them hoes know I still don't want them to trip you cause I still got so much more flow Didn't get no scholarship Never hit that college lit We bustin them hollow tips Rollin with me street knowledge click We chop a brick Leavin jackers in dirty 3 skin We are lagit With birds that lay about 36 eggs Clip on my hip Slip slid in my ride Glid like plied Except when me brain is fryed Pops never lied when he was tellin the laws of the world Stay strapped Never turn your back Infact that jack was planned by your girl Alot of my homies have passed behind that ass workin out there setter Somebody gonna get wetter Five there floatin on my letter Cause I slang caine here mary jane bring there Here I hang there I bang Every day the same thang We the hillwood hustlers Servin up loyal custumers Don't trust them bust em Cause if that don't work then nothing does Better be a whize one Then maybe u won't gotta die son We bringin them dude as soon as a dude with a black moves rizon We the tough red rough necks So which one of u little punks next Me picture went out of the room every time that I confess Them say that I'm loveless But they givin a lovely wat Take a bubble bath Smokin my indo with my scrubby dub It's kinda funny but ya better be bringing a killer clan If your plan be to stand Then jack with h-town trigga man Never ran Never will Still build caps in the south side Deep in them hellified hills But them still gotta hear me out cry
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