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Ghettonetics Songtext

I know a kid that did a bid and his life is to live trife
He plays cops and robbers with a real knife
He got the most toast so on the streets
To those who oppose who try to front on a brother know he packs heat
His crazy cooper he could act a fool, always say "dip legit"
But dont get a mag cause he flips the script
One day his brother got shot by a cop
That then beat to the ground, without a sound on the kids block
The little brother pulled the toast
And shot the cop twice in the head, now he′s the dead, the little kids ghost
He turned the corner cause he had to dash
Cops were coming while he was runnin' cause they were crazy on his ass
Went up the block to the projects
Time to get guns for more fun you know he′s wanted P.E. number 1
Right to the house to the bedroom
He grabbed some grenades, attach a couple of clips so he could catch wreck
Threw on boots and a army suit
A Glock in a sock, he had to move fast and put on a ski mask
And now he's strapped and ready for combat
Pulled out the nine loaded up, cocked the gat back, its on black


Livin' in the ghetto shit is real kid
Shorties goin all out
Catchin bodies, never doin bids
Hit up the roof on the other side
He snatched a baby from this lady then shot the mother so the baby cried
This little nigga was kinda bugged
He went down the stairs, bust a slug, said the thug, they couldn′t see his mug
Got through the first floor, he saw a cop by the elevator door
One up the steps, another down the hall
So he reacted pulled the gat
The cops were the toast
He told the pig to move, cause he was up too close
Go down the steps real slow
And dont do nothing funny man because i′ll blow yo motherfuckin head off yo
He took the gun and the other shit
The other two pigs left, so he gave the cop a fuckin bullet (blaow)
Somebody snitch like a bitch this lady heard the shot
So she got on the phone and called the damn cops
Before he left he took the cops bullet-proof vest
And then he sparked his dope to relieve the stress
He swear to god he take the hang of life really hard
Thats when he took the Glock out his sock for the sabotage
As soon as monie came out the building
He told the little children get in the building because he know there's gonna be some killin
Five-0 started to roll
So he shot first at the cops, they fighting back so he wouldn′t stop
They called the police up for back-up
But monie went and slacker
By giving himself up, that's fucked up
He threw grenades at the whole brigade
Explosion was mad big cause he was determined to murder all the pigs
Shorty got hit but it was only a grazed
That just burned a little, it didn′t matter so it didn't faze
Just like a movie but more real
He used the car as a force field watching bullets hit the windshield (ding)
Glass scattered as he cock-back his automatic
He pulled the trigger and said "damn, this shit is jammed"
He tried to run for the best
That′s when he caught a bullet in the chest, right through his motherfuckin cheap vest
More cops hit the block, shorty got shot
So he fell on his back and held his blood spot
Before he died he replied
I wasn't getting caught, so I guess he won the game in the murder sport

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