[intro]
Yea! yea! yea!
I done learn from mistakes like who's my man who's not

Whose gone run? who's not whose gone shoot if you shot?
Who gone hold they own who's not
Who's gone choose spots?


[chorus]
In the streets of new york you can't trust nobody

^!$$%s will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shotty
Loyalty comes free smokin' weed is my hobby
You wanna rob me you gotta leave here with a body


[verse 1]
When i was 10 years old i seen a niga take 3 in the head

Probably around the same time he used to pee in the bed
I stay a wake 'cause my nightmares of seeing him dead
The smell of burnt tire's peelin after leaving him lead

The killer fled wit a $%&^$%&^ laugh
My heart pumpin on blast i just stared at him slumped in the grass
Arms moving fingers shaking spitting up blood

Dna mixed in the mud another ditch to be dug
There i stood stiffer than wood
See homie use to buy me candy

Now he's gone whose gonna provide his family
My ear ringing should have been runnin'
I never thought i could be that sick

Damn! i wasn't supposed to see that %#@!
That's when i thought it was more than 3 shots
He could have been aiming for me

Maybe he circled around the block
I turn around to my pops
He like what happen?

This ^!$$% rolled up and started clappin'
I can still hear him laughin


[chorus]x2it was a regular day in southside
Sprinklers kids running all of a sudden
Heads turnin somebody did somethin'

This ^!$$% name i forgot
$#&@ it he lived around the block
Regular getting money ^!$$%

But loved to clown a lot
Walked across the park stuntin' frontin'
Diamond in his hear diamond watch on

Eatin' a bag of popcorn
Walked up behind this shorty grabbin' her waist
She pushed him away so he threw the bag in her face

She felt disrespected shorty couldn't except it
Called him a $%&^xx told him she be back in a second
He didn't pay her no mind called her $%&^xx bout 4 times

Stayed in the park with no ^!$$%s with him and no nine
Then in no time older ^!$$%
From behind swung a baseball bat

Left his face all cracked told him take all that
Hit him again popped his chain with a frown
Left the clown with a stain on the ground


[chorus]x2


[verse 3]
Now all my days go by blowin that sticky icky
California made me picky chicken heads tryin to stick me wit a hicky

If we go up quickly stick me
Somewhere tipsy the location don't matter
I'm southside until they hit me

I'd be dead if looks can kill
I'm from the ghetto boys
But i don't know scarface

I'd push wit bill
My heart spills for the kids
That ain't got nothing and gotta steal and

For my cousin i lost slumpt over the steerin' wheel

[chorus]x2