Blind Leaders Quincey White

[Intro]
Other day
When I was walkin' down the street
I had trouble on my mind
Yes, I did now

[Verse 1]
Woke up, got my pistol, time to hit me a lick
Or catch a nigga slippin' wearin' the wrong shit, that's way we live
Money, murder, pimpin' hoes, ten toes on Figueroa
Movin' blow, served your mama a nick' at the liquor store
Feel like Gary Coleman, little in this white man's world
Diff'rent Strokes, Mr. Drummond never comin' to fund us
Just give us rope, not to pull us up, to hang us with
Police ask who I'm hangin' with
You can ask me that, bitch, when you pay the rent
To pay this rent, we hittin' home invastions on them Asians
In Koreatown, maskеd and gloved up so no Dina found
That's DNA, take the monеy, take the jewels, don't leave a thang
Walk away with so much bank could start a chain of B of As (Wait)
I'm just bein' optimistic
Another Black kid born in the ghetto, no pot to piss in
A OG from the pen said I'd probably end up in prison
Said, "Fuck you, nigga, you ain't my daddy," ain't got to listen
How the blind gon' lead the blind with no vision?