let them win. My gun is my identity. A job was offered it seemed so good, a chance to be rid of this neighbourhood. She took the chance and took the gun
'MA DIE I'MA DIE FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS I'MA ROB I'MA ROB I'MA STEAL I'MA STEAL I'MA KILL I'MA KILL FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS (OH MY GoDsh) I heard
once I poured my heart out to you Let down my guard swear to god Ill blow my brains in your lap Lay here and die in your arms Up to my knees and im bleedin
from the top I’m not going to stop I’m standing on my Monopoly board That means I’m on top of my game and it don’t stop Til my hip don’t hop anymore When
My first words were bleep bleep and curse curse Never had shit and I still don't deserve dirt My breath still stinks, and I'm on my third cert Digging
Dust] Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun Let's take it down to Texas, where they be gettin' wreckless Dirty dirt Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun Let's take
tired of the situation The US attacking other nations And narration, on every station False election's got me losing my patience I'm a funky-ass Jew and I'm on my
s just begun Let a little bit of this Pass with this gun Don't let it hold you back But you're already set No dead flowers gonna grow 'Til the dirt gets
birds. Fall back when I shine on my shine, two shows follow behind. It’s a fucked up vehicle. switchin my lines. Hotel asks a nigga: "could I share my
whole city up And niggas don’t believe then tell em put fifty up All bets is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our tecs spit rounds My ? playas disrespected
niggaz gonna be gone Every time cuz we don't play [Repeat 4x] There ain't no sunshine When the Dark Man comes out And I want mine So I plan to keep my gun
no no never Momma said never be a quitter Never since I was young Never been in my roots Dont let never make you a bum Never my only so she said
come to los angeles! You and your family can have peace and tranquility. Enjoy the refinement.." "hey bone, hey nigga where you at though? " "hello, my
ya Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt Punks roaming what I put in work ’cause lenchmob niggaz are the craziest And y’all muthafuckers can’t fade my shit South
dust, the nigga ya can’t trust This is my shit, my hood, my turf My gold, my grip, whatever the fuck it’s worth I don’t need nobody comin in my territory
to ashes, dirt to dirt Punks roll when I put in work Cause lench mob niggaz are the craziest And y’all motherfuckers can’t fade my shit South central
Between the liquor, the bed and the noise in my head Between your mind and my crime And me and the grime Between the gun, the lead and the lies that I
see them bullets that my glock pop, y'all gon' eat 'em See this for all my niggaz in the pen, I hope for freedom And this for all my niggaz buyin bricks
