It's a ride if I don't scrap I'm getting stuck But that's the life of g I guess Ese's way deep shanked two in the chest Best run 'cause brothers is dropping quicker Ugn too late damn down goes another *****
Bouncin' off the walls throwing them dogs Gettin' that rep as a young hog
It ain't nothin' like the street life
You better be strapped with your shank 'Cause ain't no fist fight
So I guess I gots to handle mine Since I did the crime I got to do my time
Lil' ghetto boy
Playing in the ghetto streets
What'cha gonna do when you grow up
And have to face responsibility
Now I'm holding the dub sitting on swoll
Twenty-seven years old up for parole stroll
I'm back up on my feet with my mind on the money That I be making soon as I touch them streets
Things done changed on this side
Remember they used to thump But now they blast right
But it ain't no thang to me
'Cause now I'm what they call a loced ass o g
The little homies from the hood with grip Are the ones I get with 'cause I'm down to set trip
***** I'm bigger than you so whatcha wanna do Didn't know he had a twenty-two
Straight sitting behind his back
I grabbed his pockets and then I heard six caps
I fell to the ground with blood on my hands I didn't understand
How a ***** so young could bust a cap
I used to be the same way back
I guess that's what I get (for what ) For trying to jack the little homies for they grip
Lil' ghetto boy
Playing in the ghetto streets
What'cha gonna do when you grow up
And have to face responsibility
Somethin' for the real o g 's to get with Some facts made our made Now you running but I'm played Like every single day really doe You know me I'm the smooth macadamian Gamin'em for my homie
No need in be uncalm if you pack right And learning just enough to keep your sack right
Late nights I wonder what they get in for
Early morning on the corners what they hitting for
Seven young g's put they serve down
In a g ride eastside's where they swerve now Not thinkin' about what's really goin' on Got crept on stepped on now they gone I spent four years in the county With nothin' but convicts around me
But now I'm back at the pound And we expose ways for the youth to survive Some think it's wrong But we tend to think it's right
So make all them ends you can make 'Cause when you're broke you break check it out So ain't no need for your mama to trip 'Cause you's a hustlin' ass youngsta Clockin' your grip
Lil' ghetto boy
Playing in the ghetto streets
What'cha gonna do when you grow up
And have to face responsibility
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