| Black people don’t have nowhere to go
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| You know all we got to do is kick it
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| We gonna kick it in our hood you know
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| What we gonna do we might
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| We might go kill a couple of niggas mane
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| You know go in they hood and do a drive by
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| Then come back in the hood and laugh about that stuff
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| You know it’s just a thing
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| Only how you really gonna get deep into it
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| Is when one of your homeys die
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| Just like when my partnaz died
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| (we got some problems)
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| First we pray, then we ride
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| First we pray, then we ride
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| He was my brother
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| Loved him like no other
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| To top it off
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| I introduced him to this game
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| I knew his mother
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| Loved her like my mother
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| Part of me is gone
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| Bout take my brother home
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| (what're ya gonna do)
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| When the trials come
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| (are ya gonna run?)
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| Are you gonna run?
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| (what're ya gonna do)
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| First I’m gonna pray
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| (are ya gonna run?)
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| You muthafuckin right
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| I ain’t got nuthin but love for you loccs and hogs
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| And I ain’t got nuthin but love for my muthafuckin dogs
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| In the mist of the war zone, its on on site
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| Daylight tonight the heat held close and tight
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| Beware here I come with the DPG on my chest
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| Heat gonna spit like Elliot Ness
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| In the darkest zone you feel alone and on your own
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| And after I bust, niggas call me Kurupt Coleone
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| All I’m about is money, loot and cash
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| Homeys in the DPG Nate, Snoop and Daz
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| Now with these emotions how you approach yourself
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| Knowin you all about your wealth and as it is to health
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| First I pray, get my thoughts intact
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| Ask for forgiveness 'cause I’m bout to lay this nigga flat
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| Can you adapt, can you feel me, I doubt it
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| 'Cause the closest you see it, is when niggas write about it
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| I can’t live without it and it ain’t shit I could do
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| But stay down with the homeys in grey and blue
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| So just keep the heat close in hand
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| 'Cause I done see niggas get shit while they homeboys ran
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| Heavenly father shine your light on me
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| I know I promise to slow down on this weed
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| Seems I remember someone used to say
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| One life gets taken, if you take one life away
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| (what're ya gonna do)
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| When the trials come
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| (are ya gonna run?)
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| Are you gonna run?
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| (what're ya gonna do?)
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| First I’m gonna pray
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| (are ya gonna run?)
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| You muthafuckin' right |