who gives a fuck if you feelin in im livin it
and at least every thing i say is real in it
so what i cant spit shut its just a bit of tex on the internet
but i guess my dream my dream is to spit and get respect
though id love to get awards with 50 and them
but that shit wont happen so the guns are still clappin
robin and sellin crack yeah
thats all i know in this life that was till i started winin the fight
found me a girl yeah the love of my life
but she aint the only stopin all the strife
my baby girl went and gave life to my beutifull baby boy
never forget that day it was filled with joy
man i still remeber his first toy
and with that my life got kinder/ dont have to worry bout me runnin up[ behind ya
but that dont mean i dont get my cash
still got plenty in the hood that would blst your ass
just for the pasion of that sound of the gat
shit them shells tear straight through ya back
all them niigas with dim sacks slangin the crack