Tonart: G major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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and foot matches the pedal
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Block to block, corner to corner,
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looking at the devil
Making my brothers think
they got nine lives
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They was so gangster till Lucifer got him
Caught up in a drive -by
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Little kids with their fathers
and uncles pass on
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Then they grow up to get their
blasts on
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Everybody saying that the black community
Even in the suburbs, brains get blown
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They blame rap for the murder rate
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But people go to the movies
and see murder for seven dollars
Then they imitate
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on Terminator 1 through 3
Swat the niggas, the governor,
we get L -I -F -E
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In nocent victims get a
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free ride to the grave
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People that work hard get robbed
Bm
for every penny they save
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It's like it ain't gon' never change
This world we live in is cold
At my gymnastic and then I continue to
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grow
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Can't even ride through
Without police pullin' us
over lookin' for ounces of dope
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Just cause I'm black it got
diamonds on my gold teeth
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Ain't enough evidence to
say I sold a quarter key
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Bm
But if it's still, that's the way it is
Em
And the main reason homes are broken
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and baby mamas shed tears
And have to raise their kids one deep
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In and out of relationships
looking for a man
Some people call them freaks
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But what I see is just a soul
trying to survive
Em
The main reason why these boys
hustling with 20s and dimes
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Yo mama, I feel your pain
trying to get ahead
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Don't let that be the reason
for 24 -hour openings
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I know life is hard, knows
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Will we ever get our 40
Only God knows
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seem like it ain't gon' never change
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This world we live in is cold
Hit my genny juice and then I continue
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to roll
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Ain't no love in the sets no more
Em
I see bloods killin' bloods
and cuzs killin' cuzs
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I remember when it was,
like a million when we
threw the sign
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But brothers don't keep a gangster
when brothers be doin' time, ain't I?
be on they own,
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talkin' to they partner
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Bm
Baby mama on they mobile phones,
Bm
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It don't matter where you livin',
somebody from your hood'll
try to make you take their place in prison
why they be sittin' and tellin'
Em
Watchin' your pocket,
gettin' jealous,
cause they melt, ain't swillin'
Bm
Before you know it, you a fellin'
Waitin' on a release,
Cause a friend got you, off the street
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And then they wonder why I roll solo
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Em
When I'm in the hood,
don't consider zero as your homie
Bm
No more, let go, go low
Seem like it ain't gon' never change
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This worry livin' is cold,
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get my Mississippi mud and continue to flow
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Outro 1
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