Текст песни
I was born and raised in the trenches
Where you see tires in ditches
And a gun on everybody side so they won't get injured
Can't walk outside without your pistol
Keep ya slugs my nigga
That street life ain't right thuggin for the realist niggas
Yeah yeah
What's the difference everybody trying to be a killa
Young niggas dying everyday from the wrong way of living
If not they got locked up clutching on a dirty pistol
If you a thug in the streets you'd already see
Karma come back and get cha
RIP big dump I miss you
Day them niggas spent on you
I swear I wish that I was with you
Slanging that fire
Forever screaming fuck a nigga
And free choppa boy it's forever fuck the system
Glocks out real killas coming outside
Pop out with my gang
We gon all ride
Running wild
It's forever fuck the other side
Homicide if they ever come and fuck with mine
Yeah you know we on that
We on that
We on that
We on that
Yeah you know we on that
We on that
We on that
We on that