I used to laugh when i see dope fiends get beat
Bleedinand' all out they head in the middle of the street
Shit ball fights would go on in the park
Itand's like damn pirate niggaand's come out in the dark
Freaks sell dope for material shit
On the side gold digginand' for some part time dick
O.g. niggaand's turn into alcoholics
What you think about it fool andquot;nigga i canand't call itandquot;
Little kids run around witand' a nose full of buggers
Well my niggaand's on the block sell that rocked up shit
Touchinand' they gat everytime a fool pass
Quick to put slugs up in a niggaand's ass
We say fuck school, we say fuck grades
We rather get paid and snort cocaine on the ave.
I see some niggaand's that i used to go to school with
They look at me like my face is full of bear shit
They donand't even say whats up to a young loc
Just put they hands on they guns inside they coats
But iand'm thinkinand' to myself i ainand't fearinand' ya
I remember back when ate in the cafeteria
Huh, but those days are rested
I grab a dime bag of ses, get my change and keep steppinand'
To the store for some zig-zags
Every store on my corner is owned by an araib
But like a bucket i say fuck it iand'm drivinand'
Grab my dick, spit my shit and keep rhyminand'
Cuz some niggaand's donand't like me, but i donand't care
They put they plex on they chest act sick and try to fight me
Yo, but i donand't want to bruise ya
I rather take you on tour witand' me nigga then lose ya
Then hit back to the set, roll a seven and eleven
Hit the dice game and then... jet
Them police wanna find me
Because i stand on the corner all day and smoke gunji
And i donand't care about jail hoe
I just lift weights let my hair and my nails grow
Beat up on the fags, i did a calendar
Now iand'm even sicker on the ave.
Us niggaand's on the block, got on income breakinand' boulders down to rocks
But we were all born to be dead
Why you wanna wear a vest when niggaand's get shot in the head
But a helmet wonand't work though
Ya get a nine in your ass and watch your dick blow up
Cuz real niggas just multiply
But now days real niggaand's just die
Put a bullet in a niggaand's ass laugh then jet
Real niggaand's smoke buddha hoe
Triple cross a muthafucka then giggle at his funeral
I snort caine with the hard heads
Outta when i sale to make mail from the damn feds
Now iand'm about to get high
Hit kentucky for some chicken then the store for a st. ideand's
Dre dog creeps solo
Me be witand' hella muthafuckas ah hell no
Cuz i donand't worry boutand' shit
Iand'm a pit and pitbulls ainand't to be fucked witand'
So iand'm back on the block, snortinand' caine doinand' thangs
Well them young locs just jock
And white folks canand't pass
Give up your cash and your bags or getcha ass nabbed on the ave
