between the spots that I'm hidin' in Blackin' out as I ***** back, **** gettin' hit This is my hood I'ma rep, to the death of it 'Til everybody come home, little
injectin' our infants with the poison Religion misoverstood is poison Niggaz up in my hood be gettin' shot given poison In hospitals, shots riddle the block Little
the way they did the Bible With the bubbles and action The little details in color First a horseback bomber (Who discovered a star) Just a small thin chance Like seeing Jesus
thugsta in me (In me) Now, that's not all we do 'cuz thugstas still true We like to ride around floss a little bit Smoke a little bit, drink a little
Niggas had a lack of faith so life ain't straight, if you incapable Having a little trouble a day wid ah fiend or somethin' Betta plead to bloody Jesus
a couple of my slugs Fucking with my thugs and I'm needing my love nigga what Bone niggas fin to do a little damage take over the planet with my daily
with a couple of my slugs Fucking with my thugs and I'm needing my love nigga, what? Bone niggas fin to do a little damage Take over the planet with
most realest That ever did it, feel me flow And everybody want a little bit against A little Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, and Flesh A little taste
a dope fiend. But I'm smokin in the alleyz with these ghetto guns and erased my funds Watts, niggas in Cali take bullets to the brain still rowdy Jesus
crazy baby [Layzie] We been wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light thru little bizzys eyes Hope he can
that's just how we do in fact How do I feel me? Fuck that touch molest two And what's that little lesion on me? Jesus, why did I do that? (x2)
herb, So come on ride the train, you should ride it, Make sure you bring your Mary Jane, and personal lighter, We keep that fire, fire; baby, baby, Krayzie
Kadija I heard she was a skeezer She used to hit them licks wit the Visas When I seen her wit the homies I was like "Jesus" It's been a little minute
em some The rag 'round my neck complement the outfit I'm out with brawds you be watchin from your couches But Imma need money power respect Find a little piece of Jesus
t stoppin till the bullets gone On that bull, cross no killa Lay no shit round no steala Stop touchin, my nigga I'll kill ya And Jesus can't even hear
25, you know, just trying to survive in the world 'Bout to have a little boy or baby girl, who knows? Anyway, just when you start getting' that little
't come and help him home Then what you're gonna do about it When they go on all through the night And they sing, 'Oh, baby, oh, baby, oh, baby" All
It might be fun to have a kid that I could kick around A little me to fill up with my thoughts A little me or he or she to fill up with my dreams A way
