had to connect with my boy Dely on that HOOD shit.
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im from the streets where they blast them cannons
guns spark its fast opression
young girls even faster sexin
go through life loosing half our blessing
beats loops and hassled session
cheat use and ya trash bredrins
get pills for mass depression
thats what these bastards sellin
fedz round here quick to arrested em
go to court plead no contest n
tell the judge u learned ya lesson
back on the streets cannons blastin
these cats they want they package
u hear em they talkin reckless
thats why they gasp they breathless
thank god they had they vestes
when u on the block with coke u grindin
gettin big like offenive lineman
u see only our people love us
cops dont give us no justice
we victims but they cussin
just look at us disgusted
like we sumthin disgustin
they want us on our faces
point guns on our babies
dont get caught make em chase me
they got they m16
thats why we flee the scene
shoot back and empty clean
that glock 10 or that p 90
grade 7 discussin sex
they playin russian roullete
2 injured one shot dead
they parents is vex upset
on the news and they up next
sayin this is suhin we will never forget
veryday if this aint going on
tell me what the fuck u from?
in the hood no good dont come
cherish everyday of life u livin
nothin like the time u spendin
with ur man ur wife your children
here sorrow is not uncommon
tomorrow is not promised
dont know when ya time is
UP!
they wanna know who i be
i tell em the hood makes me
they wanna know what i mean
i tell em aint no shake in me
they wanna know where be
im on the block and im holdin steal
wanna know if she still broke
oh no u mistakin me
before i want ill take ill steal
sell nicks till i make a mil
sell bricks till i make a tril
and ill be pushin still
