hate it But I can't get faded, cause I done made it Steady struggle and strive Find my way, out these ghetto streets of mine This is coming from where I'm from (I
homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin' Dough Be bop's a pimp. My old
Fuck that, I'll die before I let the hardcore go Cause I'm a nigga from the G-H-E-T-T-O I got a posse who's airtight, quick to fight And got the power
was really that fly But I used to gangbang when I was younger So it's really hard to tell a kid that he's goin' under I never thought I lived to see
1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight They're all
e.n.t I might be gone but not forgotten(straight up)(lets get it) CHORUS:Dey got a nigga like whooa man dis court shit done got outta control man (I might
Yeah nega I'm going rep this motherfucking No Limit to I D.I.E Check this out nigga I could gave a FUCK what a nigga gotta say about me I could gave a
and I can't escape Some say it's a phase If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is If I play with my gauge It's a raid, put your face to pave If you try
game is done A hot rapper that ain't used Bone's flow? Name me one, I'll wait Nigga it is what it is, we made it do what it do Just remember this here
I'm feelin' like what I deserve I didn't get But I'ma stick it out, believe I'ma keep my head up And show my loyalty for Eazy E, even though I'm fed
I'm here to get that money keep it coming, show me love We made this, gotta get mine wanna slip, it's about mine It's harder to get, I'm serious not
Move on over, I done told ya, boy I'm a G-Unit motherfuckin' soldier, boy And when you gon' get it in your brain The gate's wide open and the dog's off
writin rhymes It never stopped me from playin music, God, but it didn't mean I had to use it It was obvious, I had to give up the streets - for the beats
s go (Let's go) Nobody gave me nothing I made 50 of a pack When I made 100 I ran straight to the block Bounced back with the work like (Take it all,
I'm a different kind of balla' baby, feel or not Yeah, I'm a playa' and I crush a lot I also puff a lot, but I'll stop if you fuss a lot Everything I done done
tight ass raps It's like Father Dom, it's like Keith Murray Making millionaires but it ain't no hurry 'Cause we all in it for the long run I won't leave
