This is a song about "Guns 64 compton streets ghetto eazy e nigga gangsta"

Without the sound of guns

3m's on my new balance

Watch a nigga snap back, dead in the streets

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Now i'm living out my dreams

Purple drank that gangsta lean

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him

Yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

What do i really need

Blowin my speakers from real muthaphuckin gs by eazy e, now count to three what do u see,

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family