| Well, it’s like this player
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| You know, it’s either we all strapped
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| Cause if we ain’t somebody goin die
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| We roll on this side and they roll on our side
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| It’s like a never ending game
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| And whoever left, that’s who wins
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| So check it out player
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| Everybody’s going trigger happy, wanting to blast
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| I remember we used to play ball and cut class
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| Now my niggas sport bulletproofs, clutching their gat
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| We all headed for hell, my grandmama told me that
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| Even now I’m going shell shocked, wanting to shoot
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| I was a little cool nigga to tell you the truth
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| They put the gats in the ghetto, them rotten motherfuckers
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| Wanted us to get frusterated and kill one another
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| Now we all beefing and it won’t stop till we all sleeping
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| Everybody’s got to die but why we point the finger at the white man
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| Nigga it’s us killing us late at night man
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| So now I ask my God, is this the way of the world or just the hood niggas
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| My auntie said, Mac what happend to the good niggas
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| Am I a fool cause my heart be true
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| And I give a fuck about you and you
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| But they don’t hear me
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| When them niggas ride on you
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| You turn around and ride on me
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| Tell me what you gonna do, it’s genocide
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| When them niggas ride on you
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| You turn around and ride on me
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| Tell me what you gonna do, it’s genocide
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| Flowers in the soap saying I felt pain
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| Through the eyes of the youth I envision your gain
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| My nigga Eric was young when he was caught up in the drama
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| Them niggas took his life right in front his baby mama
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| Was that God or the devil, that shit is so deep
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| It’s hard to dig it with a shovel, now we on that other level
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| That’s the tale of the ghetto, never change with the name
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| It’s a constant war, nobody wins, everybody pains
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| Everywhere they hating
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| They got me sporting camoflauge when I’m misled, preparing on the armageddon
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| And everybody to blame for the supplies
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| To the vibes, little kids they caught up in the crossfires
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| Is this the way of the world or just the hood niggas
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| My auntie said, Mac what happend to the good niggas
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| Am I a fool cause my heart be true
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| And I gave a fuck about you and you
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| But they don’t hear me
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| When them niggas ride on you
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| You turn around and ride on me
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| Tell me what you gonna do, it’s genocide
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| When them niggas ride on you
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| You turn around and ride on me
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| Tell me what you gonna do, it’s genocide |