nine A slave of mental death of only she was divine Walking down my ex-block, the block Munroe I said, peace to her, the girl said hello Well hell is
thinking he bout' to fade me Better sit and wait in consequences fo' you feel you can play me From a place called T-town deep down in the south Where
was my only wish, Chinchilla was for more If the club a place for fun Then what you bring your pistol for All these dummies in denial When drama pop this
Just when I think I'm going down your shirt You're hiking up your skirt now The events that followed had me Volley if your hometown would be Heaven or Hell
hatin' this?" Ghetto thugs know my rap songs they relate to this I been doin' this too long to still be strugglin' livin' like this Fuckin' off with
Nelly chain so long got him walk'n wit a limp Ali is throw'n money in the front row And er' body scream'n Slo Down but where the hell is slo of course
can hear 'em holla Goon Squad in this bi*** Let me hear you holla Good Squad in this bi*** Let me hear you holla Runyon Ave. in this bi*** So who am
(feat. Bun B, Gucci Mane) Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this nigga I'm hearin' these niggaz in the club, niggaz soundin' like
run the motha fuckin city man Call me down to southle with it man Fuck what you think and fuck how you feel We gettin paid down here nigga it's fo real
down ("Get ya shit beaten") Staten Island, break it down ("Get ya shit beaten") B.K., break it down ("Get ya shit beaten") Queens and Bronx get down ("
dem hoes like damn I gotta have this nigga Cause I'mma hot black, how in the hell can you stop that You can fuck mine How the hell can you knock that
club I gotta work at the club Take pictures and sign autographs Ya know what I mean I don't need to be in your club for real And club dollars say I owe
Every hood and every street and every block we got it covered Throwing money while we in the club with shorties on our pole us Get it popping in this
my niggas pass through Before we blast you This shit so real I don't have no need to gash you We will never calm down We won't put the bombs down Rep
' pictures lookin' happy holdin' peace signs G's catching cases just a couple blocks down The LAPD got em' serving beat down We learning ghetto law but we had to raise hell
tell you this club was dope? Yeah you wasn?t lying kid, it definatly is... Look at this they all over the place Yeah one second hun, slow down, slow down
, We offer our creativity and are made outcasts. * We didn't expect to find ourselves playing this part, We were concerned with ideas, not rock and
s surrounding they brains Want to be thugs on every record got them sounding the same (hell yea) Ever since I first came to put it down in this game These