it's hard to live my life,
trained in the art of the knife,
where in my hood
a quick slice will take a nigga's life,
gunfights take placein the day or the night,
when we spray we ignite,
just to show you the light,
and run deep like still waters,
move coke cross borders,
got 5 states against me,
that hold restaining orders,
see the pain in my daughter,
so i make it rain, freeze the water
god trust in my pocket,
blessed with G's, i bought her,
everything that she needs,
except the presence of me,
i choose the path to move ki's for free,
true G's with me,
spell grave with a "B"
pull the trigger,
have a "B"ullet trade cells where you "C" (see),
fuck bail, i'm a flee,
go and cop me a ki
rock up and rock off,
stocked up with sawed offs,
i fuck with top dawgs,
niggas what be quick pop off,
knock your block off,
when the glock sparks a shot off

i wrote this a while back, when i was into the Bloods, but not no more, so the B=bloods and C= crips
top dawgs= high blood ranking