This is a song about "Hood gangstas"

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

Gangstas as real me are uncommon, around here carrying my 12 gauge shotgun,

Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lessoncourt cases keep me guessin', plea bargain

If theres a time that in the hood

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Come clean gangstas are mean i got many dreams

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

So gangstas keep doin wat your doin and i promise ill have the last laugh!!!!!