Lifestyles of a Ghetto Child

Lifestyles of a ghetto child

Lifestyles of a ghetto

Lifestyles of a ghetto child

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Lifestyles of a ghetto childWatch your back, yo, kid, it's on, it's time on time

Take ten of theirs 'cuz they took one of mine

Them niggas sound sweet, ain't nothing

I think they packin' heat, ain't nothing we cuttin'Nigga, get up, pick your motherfucking head up

Somebody gon' get whet up, does this look like a set up?

See that bitch over there? Yeah, she tryin' to get attention

Watch them niggas to your left, oh, see you mention and they flinchin'Get down, hit the ground, goddamnn, my gun jammed

Why the Hill Street Blues make me refuse to leave my man?

Nigga, leave when I jump up and squeeze, nigga, breeze

Down upstairs, get Pacino and bees and more toastThey gettin' close, nigga, Larry

These niggas should be buried

The situation's a tough decision

I'm going to get some more ammunition

So we can continue this missionLifestyles of a ghetto child

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Lifestyles of a ghetto childBring it to 'em, kid, catch them niggas before they slide

True dat, you get the front, I creep from the side

Take 'em down, soon as you hit the dough let your shit go

I figured that them young punks was scheming from the get goKill that noise, watch your back

Nigga, get back, Bill, where you at?

Over here kid, I spot him

Come on, but I'm comin' your way, kidI got him, watch yourself, blowin' them herbs

What now? Let them slugs calm your nerves

Let's motivate, wait, Pacino still chasin'

We bringin' this home, leave him alone, kid, he lacin' 'emThat's how it is when it's time to roll

M.O.P. home never fold

They try to set us up, dumpin' you a sin

I'ma, chill, nigga, you know we gon' see them chumps againLifestyles of a ghetto child

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Lifestyles of a ghetto childFive O, go, yo, stash the hammer

Where your's? I just left my shit right there under the bammer

Make moves, kid, it ain't no time for debatin'

Why go straight when you know the man gon' be waitin'?Dip in the building, what if the door's locked?

Damn, we can't stop, the cops's surrounding the block

And them chumps are comin' fast

Nigga, dig up in the building, hit the hazard and bear lastNigga, they right behind us, I ain't tryin' to get caught by the law

Oh, shit, they comin' in the building, open up the door

Hurry up, I ain't sittin' in no pen, nigga

Five O comin' it's us, let us in, niggaLock the door, cut them lights off, stash the crack

Crack the safe and see where them chumps is at

They all over the place and we facin' hard times at trial

Lifestyles of a ghetto childAlright, now you two, come out with our hands up

I give you ten seconds, come out with our hands up

We got the place surrounded, don't run

[Incomprehensible] team respond, I need some back up down here

Send me some back up, I need some back up, damn it

Fuck 'em, yeah, fuck 'em, fuck 'em