Lyrics:
a nigga's beatin' body cases
I'm wettin shit up, you get hit up, by the super soaker
Brain after brain, I'm a motherfuckin' chain smoker
'Cause it's
Ghetto, ghetto
Ghetto, ghetto livin'
These streets remind me of quicksand (quicksand)
When you're on it, you'll keep goin' down (goin' down)
Ghetto, ghetto
Ghetto, ghetto livin'
These streets remind me of quicksand (quicksand)
When you're on it, you'll keep goin' down (goin' down)
Niggas steady getting chopped
Losin' they life behind stupid shit
Ain't that a bitch
Niggas, gettin' they wig split
And it's a shame
Killin' has
when I pull up it's easy (yeah)
Bet these demons see me and they wanna be me (yeah)
I been out my body up top like a beanie (yeah)
Heard that boy he
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
I mean, that type of green can even be seen by the blind
To be real it’s a dangerous climb up the mountain of mula thats filled with traps and boobies
We runnin this shit
You pussy niggas funny as shit
Till our masked for run up in ur house
And put tha gun in ya bitch
Its still double - G sick fellas
pick up the hammer!"
He said to get a rusted spike and swing it down three times
I'll pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to
Go
niggas with riches
I tell 'em, "Get him," they say, "Yes, daddy"
And they don't care how we split it
And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy
He hit
out tonight it's
Saturday
And if it don't elevate you need to
Stay away
We livin' it up livin'
Everyday
We livin' it up livin'
Everyday
We livin' it up
I'm livin' with no regrets
You livin' with loaded stress
That's why you load the tec
But you still on the bench
Get up the shoulder press
Roll up
to fold
And you need to split nigga G into code
Come on, these years to teach, homey speak to know it
Bodybag what we're talkin' about, you weak, you row
her
(turn it)
Ain't shit chu could motherfuckin' tell us
(turn it) man I heard a fake one
Talkin' slick bout the kid (hol' up)
Tell the hoe we playin'
high and mighty with all that muscle!"
Go ahead, boy. Pick up that hammer, and show me what you can do!"
He said to get a rusted spike and swing it down
brand seats, reclinin' like it's spacious
Bodies on ice, livin' trife, rollin' fixed up dice
Gamblin' Grants, handlin' stamps, moves are sheist
My
(Statik Selektah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh
They say it's live by the code
Die
a steep nose hammer on a four foot switch handle
John Henry raised it back 'til it touched his heels then
The spike went through the cross tie and it split
pick up the hammer!"
He said to get a rusted spike and swing it down three times
I'll pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to
Go
through with 30 keys up in a bag
We gotta make a livin
Nigga know I'm real
Jammin Screw
I got to send it out to my boys Zane and crew
My nigga Adrian
to juggle
Another day, another struggle
I know how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like
Well I pay my dues by singin' the blues
Some day it's gonna end
Well the light that shines
In the sky up above
It's just around the bend
Yeahhh
)
If it's fifty mill', we'll split
If it's two in one, they'll split (split)
Three bitches split a G6
These platinum plaques ain't nothin'
I stand up
ag
Niggas comin through with 30 keys up in a bag
We gotta make a livin
Nigga know Im real
Jammin Screw
I got to send it out to my boys Zane and crew
My
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