We just had to go spend fifty on just guns (Grrt)
We heard the opps wanted to war with us
.223s entered his body, he was done
Ayy, fifty shots, I heard the doctor say, "That boy was tough"
No reason that all them young niggas be killin' for fun
Fillin' the city morgue up
No hospital gang, he got took to the coroner
To live and die on that corner
To live and die on that corner
Streets don't love you, I wish I knew that from the start
Watched it destroy niggas and rip families apart
Turned kids to killers and then to killin' kids
I pray to God forgive all the shit that we did
In the opps' hood, we creep at night
Reaper on me, so it be hard for me to sleep at night
Heater on me, I keep it on me 'cause the streets get cold at night
Why brodie had to leave his pole at home that night?
Said brodie did it, he had it on him
He ain't goin' without no fight, but I heard the ups, they had it on him
So we gon' slide every day until we satisfied
Feels good to see one of them niggas' homies die
They take one, we take a few
This war shit ain't gon' never end, what the fuck is a truce?
Crackers don't understand, but try to fit in my shoes
If you was in my situation, tell me what would you do?
We just had to go spend fifty on just guns (Grrt)
We heard the opps wanted to war with us
.223s entered his body, he was done
Ayy, fifty shots, I heard the doctor say, "That boy was tough"
No reason that all them young niggas be killin' for fun
Fillin' the city morgue up
No hospital gang, he got took to the coroner
To live and die on that corner
To live and die on that corner
We still posted on that same block
In them slums where it get treacherous
The Bible, Glocks, and F&Ns
They hoppin' out of them cars, ain't no more drive-bys, they chasin' shit
Tryna catch a nigga and erase his shit
Opps lived last night, so tonight, we finna slide back
Two cars deep, four niggas each, slidin' with nine straps
Let us catch a nigga, he through, put that on Jesus Christ
Tryna change my life, hope I don't get left tryna do right
Been slidin' with this pipe
'Cause I refuse to get left at that red light
Lost couple of my brothers, feel like I owe 'em
Don't judge if you ain't know 'em
The judge be tryna judge a nigga 'cause he think he know him
But who is he to judge when he ain't never been to them slums?
OGs told him put the books down and go pick up a gun
So that's what he did, now he a kid killin' kids
And everybody judgin' what he did
We just had to go spend fifty on just guns (Grrt)
We heard the opps wanted to war with us
.223s entered his body, he was done
Ayy, fifty shots, I heard the doctor say, "That boy was tough"
No reason that all them young niggas be killin' for fun
Fillin' the city morgue up
No hospital gang, he got took to the coroner
To live and die on that corner
To live and die on that corner
