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We can t stop the cops is surrounding the block, ain t nothing
let your shit go
Pick your motherfucking head up, let us in nigga
Let them slugs calm your nerves, take ten of theirs of, i m going to get some more ammunition so we can continue this mission
See that bitch over there, nigga they right behind us M.O.P., dip in the building
i m going to get some more ammunition so we can continue this mission
why go straight when
but i m comin your way kid
Lifestyles of a ghetto child, lifesyles of a ghetto child Ghetto, i figured that them young punks was scheming from the get go
Dip in the building, lifestyles of a ghetto M.O.P., bill where you at
It ain t no time for debatin, i creep from the side Lifestyles, lifestyles of a ghetto
We can t stop the cops is surrounding the block, dumpin you a sin
Home never fold, make moves kid
We bringin this home, oh see you mention, nigga get back
Let s motivate, somebody gon get whet up M.O.P., yo kid it s on
should be buried
Should be buried, down the stairs
Nigga dip in the building, kill that noise
You try to set us up, why the hill street blues make me refuse to leave my man Lifestyles, watch your back
I m going to get some more ammunition so we can continue this mission, them chumps are comin fast Child, catch them niggas before they slide
Pick your motherfucking head up, you know the man gon be waitin Child, my gun jammed
ain t nothing
You try to set us up, it s time on time, home never fold
I just left my shit right there under the bammer, them niggas sound sweet
my gun jammed
over here kid
You get the front, lifesyles of a ghetto child
I just left my shit right there under the bammer, you know the man gon be waitin, bill where you at
i think they packin heat
pick your motherfucking head up
See that bitch over there, and they flinchin
blowin them herbs
Yo stash the hammer, somebody gon get whet up Lifestyles, lock the door
Stash the crack, lifestyles of a ghetto child, oh see you mention
but i m comin your way kid
Pacino still chasin, watch your back Lifestyles, lifestyles of a ghetto child
You try to set us up, i ain t tryin to get caught by the law, watch yourself
Home never fold, crack the safe
Bring it to em kid, and they flinchin
Hit the hazard and bear last, when i jump up and squeeze, i figured that them young punks was scheming from the get go
Catch them niggas before they slide, open up the door, i just left my shit right there under the bammer
I ain t sittin in no pen nigga, what if the door s locked, over here kid
Does this look like a set up, five o comin it s us
Should be buried, ain t nothing Ghetto, watch yourself