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know you ghetto when your boys push crack
And you buyin' crack from them so you can go smoke out back
You know you ghetto when your moms part of your
the peace
Without a gun
From Abilene down to Galveston

When he rode by the general store
People crowded through the door
To see the legend and the man called
The Arrival 
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in, 
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side. 
When they catch sight
down, it's your boy, one and only Real McCoy
Really was on my way out, start to give you a little more! 
Dope rap, shout it up, smoke it up, pour it up
the town called "The City of Dope"
It couldn't be saved by John the Pope
So go on, live your life of crime
The beat'll keep beating while I say my rhyme
creative such a boy
And I owe it all to spice one , quick and ghetto boys
So I’m only paying homage

I’m singing this one the lost
In their honor, in
soul to the globe; the world
I'm tryin' to make it better for these little boys and girls
I'm not just another individual
My spirit is a part of this
soul to the globe; the world
I'm tryin' to make it better for these little boys and girls
I'm not just another individual
My spirit is a part of this
jewelry, living like a star
And I wasn't too far from a Jaguar car
In a small-time casino, the town's Al Pacino
For all of the girls, the pretty boy
a small-time casino, the town's Al Pacino 
 For all of the girls, the pretty boy Valentino 
 I shot up stores and I kicked down doors 
 Collecting scars from
jewelry, living like a star
And I wasn't too far from a Jaguar car
In a small-time casino, the town's Al Pacino
For all of the girls, the pretty boy
hearty, party
Be like John Gotti, and drive a Maserati
Rough in the ghetto, but in jail he's Jello
Mellow, yellow fellow, tell or hell, hello
One court date
a small-time casino, the town's Al Pacino 
 For all of the girls, the pretty boy Valentino 
 I shot up stores and I kicked down doors 
 Collecting scars from
were divined
By the disenchanted tone at the end of the line, hang up
He tried to look strong in front of mom back up
John stop lookin' forward
the dirt
Ain't no love in new orleans,
All the way to richmond, california
Niggaz livin for ghetto dreams
And the ghetto get so crazy
I seen a little bitty
the can, they just tuna fish
No money orders from the fam, just get through the shit
Youngins dying nowadays, dressed-up in the ghetto
The struggle all by
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch

Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
raised that type of nigga

I tried to do right, but it only got your boy fucked in the game
So I changed my mind, now I'm back on this grind
Trying to get
jewelry, living like a star
And I wasn't too far from a Jaguar car
In a small-time casino, the town's Al Pacino
For all of the girls, the pretty boy
a small-time casino, the town's Al Pacino 
 For all of the girls, the pretty boy Valentino 
 I shot up stores and I kicked down doors 
 Collecting scars from

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