Shit man
Nigga gotta go on the got down
Get the shit straight when I got damn get out
Well shit
This what really goin down
Whassup my nigga another day the same shit
Punk-ass C.O.´s on a nigga dick
Got me up at three o´clock cookin nappy grits
I´m a G from C.P. I can´t take the shit
Tryin to hold a nigga down in this country ass town
I´m used to smokin chronic movin pounds
They got a nigga on some "Sir, yessir, left right left"
Throw me in a hole if my ass outta step
They treat you like a motherfuckin slave
Dopefiends, cryin Jesus, swear they saved
Niggaz better get they game tight
Cause these crackers tryin to take a nigga life and they rights
I´m surrounded by fake-ass crooks
They swear they kingpins but don´t have money on they books
I hear so many lies it make me sick
These niggaz called ballers sellin dimes and licks
I can´t wait til the day they let me go
So I can eat some steak and shrimp
grab a mic, and bust a flow
I´m Audi 5 nigga lights out
Hold it down on the streets until the day that I get out
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I´m out man