This is a song about "Blood and crimes"

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

The world seems strange at times

To get money you commit crimes

We sit back and relax and watch 'em make violent crimes,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

And now his crimes are flashing and seen all across the news,

What a mess! but we clean in the club

You're our own flesh and blood/

Dropping dimes and committing crimes

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

And now his crimes are flashing and seen all across the news,

And filmed the motherfuckin' crimes up on a tape recorder,

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her