Geah

Your lesson for y'all out there

All the thug niggas on the block regulatin'

This goes out for y'all 

(West Side)

Gangstas will rule the world in the Y2K

Check it out



Can y'all see where I'm comin from

Hoods and blocks and G's with glocks

Young thug niggas with rocks

Everyday and night cause ain't - nuthin' changed

Destiny is meant for niggas to hoo-bang

Lord have mercy - to the ones that's gone

Cause only you upstairs know was wrong

Night time hits, here comes the fire flies

One more block to catch the drive-by

Code of the streets you pack heat and skeet

Any fuckin' hoodrat bitch you can meet

Poor muthafuckas still wating - on the county

Young black niggas dodgin' the county mountie

Who got the fat stacks, the pack stacks

Slugs to your back if my clientele you jack

Knick knack - patty wack, packs straps 

Patty-wack your own homie trying to cheat on craps



From yo hood 2 my hood's all the same

Like yo hood and mine learn the same games

Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes

If you get caught then don't say no names



I gotta flick from a homie doing ten in the pen

Gotta a little bigger since my lil' nigga went in

Lotta tales 'bout fools gettin' em up and shanked

Whose mouth tight shut? Whose shit that stink?

Gotta lil' message - 'bout the bitch you fucked

A nigga cross town got the hoodrat stuck

Me and Loc jacked that nigga last week fo' ends

I shoot a lil' paper till you up in the pen

Fools still riding - got the spot on lock

We gon' chill right here till you back on the block

Nigga still bailin round here khakis and stars

High as fuck as we throw the hood out the car

We miss the days when you used to get drunk at night

Never bailed on a homie when it's time to fight

One times jacked us the last night, face in the dirt

Tryin' to get info on who shot the store clerk



From yo hood 2 my hood's all the same

Like yo hood and mine learn the same games

Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes

If you get caught then don't say no names



Somebody help me out the ghetto

Ya know - same story just like before

I don't wanna be here just like you

I slangs just 'bout everything to start new

Do you have the answer? 

Niggas gettin' popped - dying off just like cancer

You got your enemies, you got your old G's

In the penitentiaries just want to be free

If I had another chance would I do it again?

Rewind the time and head right back to the pen

Seems like I can't escaped this world of sin

Judgement for this young thug in the end

Time's up - this thug caught a slug

In another town trying to slang drugs

My moms pray for my soul

As I lay below

I wonder if heaven got a ghetto



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Geah

You how we do it