Uggh niggas got these choppers but don't know how to shoot 'em
Real shit for you
Uggh
I can talk about a car or some paint
Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't
The broads that I fuck the people that I meet
But that won't help a little young nigga survive on the streets now
I can talk about a car or some paint
Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't
The broads that I fuck the people that I meet
But that won't help a little young brother survive on the streets
I can talk the gas the drank the cokesack
How the Bose sound system sounding good in the lac
I can talk about the wood on the wheel
I can talk about the old school with the lady on the grill
But I rather I talk about these chains and how it's a distraction
But I grew in the ghetto and it's a very strong attachment
I can tell you bout a bitch that I disrespected
But I rather speak about a queen and a real connection
Don't let these pussy rapper mislead ya nigga
Fall off buying dumb shit who gon feed you nigga
I ain't speakin bout nothing that I do not know
Gotta have ya own mind can't go out like a ho uggh
I can talk about a car or some paint
Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't
The broads that I fuck the people that I meet
But that won't help a little young nigga survive on the streets now
I can talk about a car or some paint
Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't
The broads that I fuck the people that I meet
But that won't help a little young brother survive on the streets
I can talk about the high speed chase on 285
Drank and guns in the car niggas really living live
I can tell you bout the call when the Feds cracked Ooh
When they ping ya phone nigga what the fuck you gon do
Rappers talk about the fame the hos and cain
But ain't never in they life been around the game
I can't glorify the fucked up shit that I did
Then spit it on the mic for the ghetto kids
I gotta let me know the real & both sides of the coin
My brotha institutionalized I wanna see em reform
Seen Neighborhood niggas kill each other off
The rest locked up nigga the whole Nawf lost
I can talk about a car or some paint
Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't
The broads that I fuck the people that I meet
But that won't help a little young nigga survive on the streets now
I can talk about a car or some paint
Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't
The broads that I fuck the people that I meet
But that won't help a little young brother survive on the streets
Got to have your own mind man
Don't let this music don't let it fuck you up man
Don't let it fool you
You know what I'm saying cuz
It's all entertainment
Until it ain't
Pick you up a book
Streets ain't for everybody know what I'm saying
The streets ain't even the streets no more man
That shit dead
Aye young world the world is yours
Aye young world the world is yours