Letras
I struggled hard in this world just to maintain
I been a baller, hustler, played those little mind games
Seen my boys die and go to jail
Still I mob through the city, I'm a living hell
Seen my don't you blast in the front of my face
Seen my homie get life on a dope case
Gangsters shooting up my block on the daily
Damn this city is driving me crazy
Trying hard to stay out the game and stay clean
Keep my head up and stay close to my team
But still I'm a rider, I'm rugged and raw
B.D. keep the beats coming, I'm busting 'em all
The wicked city, the dark streets
Them killers busting with they heat
Crack cocaine, needles in veins
Prostitutes working, have no shame
Dope dealers deep in the game
Everybody pushing for money and fame
Thank God I'm a gangsta
Thank God I'm a G
Thank God I'm a gangsta, thank God I'm a G
So I can make it through the misery of poverty
I watch dope fiends shooting poison in they veins
See mothers crying over love and pain
I see young fathers leave they babies behind
If love is the truth, sometimes it makes you blind
Now who's to blame? The world is set by example
Can't even rock the stage like so someone got trampled
I see these D-boys pushing and shoving
But I ain't mad at you boy, get your grind on cousin
Make your money, stick and move comrade
'Cause selling that junk only sold on your last
The wicked city, the dark streets
Them killers busting with they heat
Crack cocaine, needles in veins
Prostitutes working, have no shame
Dope dealers deep in the game
Everybody pushing for money and fame
Thank God I'm a gangsta
Thank God I'm a G
I seen a young boy put a gat in his hand
To do with his enemies, but that ain't the plan
Be a real man, you can go from the shoulders
Keep tough, stay alive or they get much older
I seen a young girl walk down the street