Living N' Tha Streets
GyeahGyeahGyea
Its goin out to all them G`
To all them thug niggas still in the pe
All my homiez in YA and shit
Still in the struggl
For all them thug niggas out there representin hoo bangin to the fulles
What all you motherfuckers gon d
Check me ou
[ VERSE 1
What you motherfuckers gon throw u
What you motherfuckers gon d
Get your ass sow u
When I blast the 22
Player times is il
Half of you niggas be wishin rhymes can kil
Hoo bangin who claimin the same hood as m
I guarantee them motherfucker ain`t as good as m
I'm takin chances when givin circumstancers the deal wit
Got a brand new Gat from my homiez so I can kill wit
17 shots makin 17 niggas dro
Now its 13 ammalances headin to the circle spo
To some of them niggas sleepin like toxic way
It will be a closed casket cause I blast to the fac
They got a taste of my heate
Hoppin cisalin like cup of heate
The only way that a nigga coulde be th
Its the be fastest a fuckin sheete
[ CHORUS
I said what you motherfuckers gon throw u
Gyea
I said bangin in the CP
[ VERSE 2
I sit back and reminisce about the days of ol
As I crack the OGO watchin my platinum vot
First rule I always had to roll with hea
Cause its a cold cruel world with some stonecold street
Which block you set trippin happ
Wrong shit out of their teeth catch the ree
No sorrow cause it might be me dead tomorro
So ya'll see the hollow its the cold I follo
I really miss my G that got shot last yea
So I shead a tear and pour out a little bee
Now look at how the enemies made me I'm craz
Disguise is hazy from your shoulders you can't face m
I blaze up the blunt start to talk up Gyea
All the points for the hood I don't chalked a Gyea
Cause I ain't got nothin to loos
I'm yellin WEST you bitch as I serve you fool
Come on
[ CHORUS
I said what you motherfuckers gon throw u
Uh
I said bangin in the CP
Gyea
Uh
I said what you motherfuckers gon throw u
Uh
I said bangin in the CP
Come on check me ou
[ VERSE 3
I said life ain't nuttin but bitches and mone
Blast get the cash live my life like yumm
Time to flies when I ride it seems funn
Make shure I spit the shells deep up in your tumm
Who got shot on your block the spots ho
Caps get peeled on your block like tic ta
No happy days just criminal way
And the criminal mind make shure the crime pay
Who lays deep in the cut I'm givin a fuc
Cause sometimes I just feel like a nu
Drove off in the alley so I can hit they gate
And release the wooden handle 38 with dub tak
They cock the half of my nigga L from Gra
Chronic got me beepin my chest like them AG
Brave ain't the case they gave me was 18
For sendin niggas to hell and heave
[ CHORUS
I said what you motherfuckers gon throw u
I said bangin in the CP
Gyea
Come o
I said what you motherfuckers gon throw u
Bangin in the I-N-
Gyea
Come on
I said what you motherfuckers gon throw u
Bangin in the S.C
Gyea
I said what you motherfuckers gon throw u
Bangin in the LB
Gyeah
Come on
Ohh
Hoo bangin in the hous
Come on Gyea
Hoo bangin in the hous
Come on Gyea
Its goin out to all my G'
Its goin out to all my G's locked down in the pe
Still on the struggl
Now the fuck we do it
Gyea
WESTSIDE fo lif
CPT till I di
Hoo bangin to the fulles
Gyeah
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