Gang Injunctions WC
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[Hook] - X 2
You know it's hard out here on a G
All these gang injuctions and the penitentiary
Gotta watch these snitches and witnesses
Cause Arnold Swastika, I mean Schwarzenegger
Got us facin' life sentences
[W.C.]
That's why I'm in this shit and spit it like a lugi
Schooled by niggas raised under the umbrella held by Tookie
And I ain't leavin 'til they cuff me and book me
Strap me to a jail, take my life away like Tookie
Strap kept under the seat, cause niggas can't kill these streets
And in these streets the gutter is me
Like wheat bread leanin' on peanut butter is me
House shoes and a Benz, ain't a nigga gutter as me
Shots to all the gillas and killas lovin' a G
From Down South to Chi-Town or up in the D
And to you lames who ain't fuckin' with me, I ain't trippin'
This is for my niggas slangin' them P's and cuttin' the D
[Hook]
(From the school of hard knocks, I took the G class)
(C'mon, clipped up, pimped up, neea)
(From the school of hard knocks), (Blow yo' ass off the map)
(Stacey Adams tip spiffed up, golf hat flipped up)
You know it's hard out here on a G
All these gang injuctions and the penitentiary
Gotta watch these snitches and witnesses
Cause Arnold Swastika, I mean Schwarzenegger
Got us facin' life sentences
You know it's hard out here on a G
All these gang injuctions and the penitentiary
Gotta watch these snitches and witnesses
Cause Arnold Swastika, I mean Schwarzenegger
Got us facin' life sentences
[W.C.]
That's why I'm in this shit and spit it like a lugi
Schooled by niggas raised under the umbrella held by Tookie
And I ain't leavin 'til they cuff me and book me
Strap me to a jail, take my life away like Tookie
Strap kept under the seat, cause niggas can't kill these streets
And in these streets the gutter is me
Like wheat bread leanin' on peanut butter is me
House shoes and a Benz, ain't a nigga gutter as me
Shots to all the gillas and killas lovin' a G
From Down South to Chi-Town or up in the D
And to you lames who ain't fuckin' with me, I ain't trippin'
This is for my niggas slangin' them P's and cuttin' the D
[Hook]
(From the school of hard knocks, I took the G class)
(C'mon, clipped up, pimped up, neea)
(From the school of hard knocks), (Blow yo' ass off the map)
(Stacey Adams tip spiffed up, golf hat flipped up)
You know it's hard out here on a G
All these gang injuctions and the penitentiary
Gotta watch these snitches and witnesses
Cause Arnold Swastika, I mean Schwarzenegger
Got us facin' life sentences
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