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I got another gang story to tell | Peep | About how a black
I got another gang story to tell Peep About how a black Nigga was born in hell And right then and there it's no hope 'Cause a nigga can't escape The gangs and the dope Damn! And when it's black on black That makes it shitty Can't survive in the Compton city And fool that's bet 'Cause when you grow up in the hood You gotsta claim a set Geah, It's not that you want To but you have to Don't be a mark 'Cause niggas might laugh you Straight off the mutherfuckin block Can't deal with bustas so They asses get clocked Geah, who gives a Fuck about another Only got love for my Fuckin gang brothers Geah but I'm young so Nobody would wonder That the hood would take me under Always strapped and Eager to peel a cap The hood done took me under Always strapped and Eager to peel a cap The hood done took me under Now I'm a few ages older Got hair on my nuts and I'm a little bit bolder And puttin in work I has to do my fuckin part I'm down for the hood and It's planted in the heart Fool At school slappin on the girls asses Fuck the white education so I skip a lot of classes 'Cause ain't no teaching a Nigga white reality Teach me the mutherfuckin Gang mentality Pop pop pop, drops the sucker If he's from another hood I gotsta shoot the mutherfucker Geah I'm in it to win it and can't quit Fool, and ready die for this shit One times can't fade the gang tough Puttin' my foot in your ass To make times rough I'm the neighbourhood terror But I never wondered That the hood would take me under Always strapped and Eager to peel a cap The hood done took me under Always strapped and Eager to peel a cap The hood done took me under Police is hot, but I'm watching my back The hood done took me under Police is hot, but I'm watching my back The hood done took me under I guess I'll watch my back 'Cause niggas jivin' Times heard this brother pulled a 187 Who I thought was my Homie dropped the dime So I gotta peel his cap with the nine Fool So if it's on then It's on, fuck ya G Because how the odds are looking It's either him or me So I loads up the strap and I step 'Cause my brain cells are dead And all I think is death Revenge Yeah, that's what it's all about See the sucker Take the mutherfucker out Stare the fool down With the eye contact He try to swing so I draw on him with the gatt Blast was the sound that One times heard uh Nigga 25 to live for the murder Was it worth it I've always wondered Maybe if the hood didn't take me under Geah, this going out to all the niggas It's going out to my niggas It's going out to all the niggas My nigga Mike T maybe Geah
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