Thursday, January 6, 2011

my ghetto

I was raised in the hood called what the dif,
Where tha bruthas in the hood we Chivalrous
So I rest defence on my ligaments
Pistol grip pump on my lap, riskin' it
Full life living it, never giving it back
Too late for slipping, so slack
Up on my lap it’s on your lips so trap shut

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