Just cause im not shootin, smoking, or crippin in the hood
Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good
Inspiration in the game music during nights
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
We were losing hope, but the blessing was in the struggle
The only thing i did wrong was make it possible
These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.
For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good
With so many others still stuck in the hood
And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could
Got a little too much confidence and seem shook
Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood
Don’t you ever get too comfortable
Tired of the pain tired of the struggle
With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual
All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle
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