Yea ey
Goon talk bitch
Look
I'm something different I'm explicit with this love that I have
It's a four four mag in the passenger bag
It's a bad bitch with me with a natural ass
It better be gas in that blunt or I'll pass
If I catch him with his kids I'ma give him a pass
I'm a whole lotta gangster with a whole lotta class
I stay focused on this cash so I be getting it
You see me posted on the block you know I'm getting it
I'm getting all up in that ass until I finish it
They said I wouldn't make it out in the beginning
Now every time I hit the club I'm something serious
I might've took a couple L's but now I'm winning
Gangsters do what they want and suckas do what they can
That's why I roll through the city and I hollar my gang
We the voice of the ghetto now do you understand?
I could never lose hope bitch I roam with a gang
I use to roll inside a bucket now I roll in a jag
Ey we been shining out here lately man they see it
She wanna make love now I'm making her gag
Ain't nothing personal baby I got love for you baby
You keep your chain tucked and I'm letting it hang
I move through the city like a boss bitch
I left the block broke I came back with a bag
Gotta take care of moms and the babies dog
Hit that kush blunt now my mind playing tricks
Not paranoid just been entwined in the mix
Since a young kid running blind in the trench
Till I'm caught up doing time with the rest
Of the g's for the gang sign that we rep
Or for taking money when times getting bad
These them g folk tales and that shits no lie
From that one ten to the six oh five
Now every time I'm in the block it's something serious
Handle biz and we on straight to getting it
Me and my gangsters on a roll we on a rise
Till thee end g stepping ghetto life
I know the the neighbors and the haters they be feeling it
Till this day sipping henny and I'm feeling it
Man I miss my locs in ghetto paradise
I'm out thugging lonely why you had to die
I use to roll inside a bucket now I roll in a jag
Ey we been shining out here lately man they see it
She wanna make love now I'm making her gag
Ain't nothing personal baby I got love for you baby
You keep your chain tucked and I'm letting it hang
I move through the city like a boss bitch
I left the block broke I came back with a bag
Gotta take care of moms and the babies dog
We that voice of the ghetto we ain't second to none
But if you come to the ghetto you'll be first to run
And that's how it's been done homie where I'm from
We ain't stopping this grind homie not for none
Cus if you want it then you got it
If you need it homie we heated
Yea yea
Now let me tell you something from what I know
Straight kicking doors running from the popo's
Everyday we wake up homie that's a blessing
Gotta stay strapped shit I keep it for protection
Trying to get it low key this shit be getting hectic
Give it up to my gees posted in that section
We some ghetto babies best believe we flexing
These south central streets done raised a ese
I use to roll inside a bucket now I roll in a jag
Ey we been shining out here lately man they see it
She wanna make love now I'm making her gag
Ain't nothing personal baby I got love for you baby
You keep your chain tucked and I'm letting it hang
I move through the city like a boss bitch
I left the block broke I came back with a bag
Gotta take care of moms and the babies dog
Back to the block like I never left
Take a look around I see the same mess
Voice of the ghetto can't believe it
They got my people out here mistreated
That's why the boys out trick or treating
Trying to get to the bag
Took a lot of losses but respect my past
Hiding behind that music knowing it won't last you
I was down bad still didn't ask for you
Couldn't see the love so I had to
I got no hate in my heart only bitches do
I leave them clueless in their mind like they're sniffing glue
Fuck all the drama I don't have the time to pick and choose
Real shit going on on the daily news
That's why I puff faded out of space related
Ilegal alien g kush they think I'm not related
To society please dog we breathe the same air
The shit you wear gets shit on this life is not fair
I use to roll inside a bucket now I roll in a jag
Ey we been shining out here lately man they see it
She wanna make love now I'm making her gag
Ain't nothing personal baby I got love for you baby
You keep your chain tucked and I'm letting it hang
I move through the city like a boss bitch
I left the block broke I came back with a bag
Gotta take care of moms and the babies dog