IRC-Galleria

niggas just mad cause they broke as hell
stuck in the cell, huslin them meals
but donÂ’t eat no good, live in the hood
my niggas donÂ’t eat no food, drink no water
smoking at L for guearter
life is hell in the gutter
niggas donÂ’t give no help for brother
when I gotta go, I will take my enemies with me
we all gonna burn in the hell, stuck with devils
strap with metals, yea metal to the pedal
I from a ghetto, my uncle used to slang dope
mixin coke and soda, I used to buy coke for quarter
but the prise came up, now I get coke for dollar
see im on the grind walkin blind like steve wonder
I hear the thunder, welfare got me wonder
why my people livin under
I tryina feet my baby girl in this white man world
wheres full of laws and staments, I hit rap basement
and tryina make the world understand nigga like me
poor mothafucker that tryin a eat like ball players
and mafia cats like good fewllas
I aint wanna be a drug dealer, holdin nine miller
bein a straight grind killer but if nigga donÂ’t
have no choise than slang dope or stay hope
in this city of sin where even young babys dream
to get cream by any mean, necessary
I got my cousin lay in them cemeteries
and the far that I think, aint no other way to get pay
everyday like dr dre said, niggas die over sum shit they say