Homies & Thuggs (Mixed) (Explicit) (Mixed|Explicit)

Ghetto n***as remain violent while the killers remain silent

N***as strapped with 45's and ain't smiling

And I'm driving to a place they're all warrin'

The lake we build houses but its the hood we call home

In the ghetto the only place a motherf**ker will keep it real

We focused on the dollar bill still

The outsiders tend to disrespect the place

Where n***as do thier struggling die with a straight face

Surviving under conditions demons dinin'

You can run it but can't hide it so step aside

Its the n***a that makes music for the streets

Cause I love this motherf**ker like p***y with no sheets

Cause its deep

Some n***as make it out the neighborhood and won't surface

And let the money make them nervous what's the purpose

A motherf**ker sitting on fat

He came up in the hood but he can't come back

F**k that I remain in the street game frame

On a mission to maintian me and take aim

In position to let my opposition know my life

Cause off in these streets I keep it real but what's right

Surviving sitting on a key doing business on a beeper

I'm sinking in this motherf**ker deeper

Fear the reaper that no man born or woman harm me

F**k being a n***a in your army though I'm a killer

Enter the ghetto so that you can see

What I mean when I say I love this cause it love me

Let it be stop looking at this motherf**ker strange

And talking 'bout a motherf**king change

This is for my thug n***as

This is for my homies and my thug n***as

Uuuuugh

'Face picture us working at mcdonald's

And me and you selling f**king toasted up

Gold slug a car full of thug n***as

Twenty inch wheels candy paint so we d**g dealers

No limit soldiers to the fullest

See I was raised on some red beans the size of some bullets huh

We ghetto n***as can't be stopped

Got me mixing up d**e with little j down at rap a lot

My phone tapped the feds on my tail

Got me paying luxury taxes on everything I build

True to the ghetto that's my life

You see that house on the lake its for the kids and the wife

You can test me if you wanna

Cause I be dumping n***as off from new orleans to california

Rowdy like a hurricane

Uuuuuugh

Independant black owned got them hooked on this c*****e

You used to see c in a suit and tie

But we young n***as in tennis shoes and diamonds

Executive street millionaires

N***as gonna be bout it bout till we gray in the wheel chair

What do you get from boosting

N***as coming out from california to represent them n***as from

Houston

And now we rocking keep this s**t popping

And all my n***as across the bay know l a keep the s**t hot

I keep my glock inside my pants don't give n***as a chance

To put me inside a casket you dirty bastards

Until the day I die you catch a n***a high off w**d the police can't

Find me

My s**t will drop and I'll sell five million

While all the n***as enter the game get caught up in d**g dealing

How can I fall how can I ball how can I catch my enemies and murder

Them all

My word of flame burn n***as inside thier brain

N***as can't hang with me and like it changes uh

Scarface got me on this s**t

We laced it motherf**kers in thier body and face uh

Growing thicker liquor made me daddy and n***a

N***as don't wanna see me world wide mob figure

M o b and the leaf keep me weeded

Them n***as don't wanna see me when I got w**d in my system

Catch another victim capture bodies

Bring a shottie to the f**king party yeah

I party all night

I do this s**t cause its wrong but we were born right

And to the n***as in my zone we do it long ways

'Till these b***hes understand n***a my song pay cause I'm the man

Now these are my homeboys we outlaws till the day we die

Keep this s**t rough and raw my 45

Make sure that I survive to another day

To bust rhymes which from I get paid

Now that's the end of my freestyle but it was left for dead

But the s**t away you can hear it playing westside