[Intro: Oschino]
Chea, State Property Criminal Records
We'll show you exactly what takes place in the ghetto (that's right)

[Chorus: Oschino]
People used to tell me
That I'll be just another nigga
Livin' life in these cold streets
And I don't wanna be
Just another nigga
People used to tell me
That I'll be just another nigga
Understand y'all don't know me
Cause I'm not gonna be
Just another nigga

[Verse 1: Omilllio Sparks]
They say I'm just another nigga (another nigga)
A malt liquor drinker, a marijuana smoker
Sherman Heller, crack pusher
You gotta serve fiends by all means
To make cream to feed home
I'm just another gangsta, breed homes
Let me run wit my niggas
Hug the corner, though it one day that same block
That I love to hug, might leave me and to turn into a goner
But I refuse to turn my back on my niggas
How could I leave them
Knowin' one day I might turn around and need 'em for (?)
School me way back in the day
A man should never bite the hand and feed 'em
So we learned to break bread through in the month of Ramadan
Together we grow fast, fell back
I watched teams break up, top guns that broke down
Fake fucks get faked down and fake pounds
I got slugs to chase ya fake fucks the fuck down
Police wanna know why I pack the piece
That fills the stacks increase
Ya dudes in the streets wanna ruin the face
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?