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You abandoned p |
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Now he don't have no where to go |
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No where to go no where to go i guess i'll sell dope |
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No where to go no where to go i guess i'll sell dope |
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Verse 1 |
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Giggety glock and i'm out there slanging cocaine |
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I guess its hard growing up without your family man |
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Mommy left him cause they always used to fuss and fight |
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I used to cry at night, hope that dad would act right |
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Tripping off my mommy, daddy started drinking gin |
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Dropped me off at my grandma house i ain't seen him since |
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Sometimes i don't need my grandma she don't mean no harm |
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Cause she got 12 kids to feed on her own |
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Now i'm stuck up in the ghetto with the hoodrats |
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Trying to get paid off the cluckers and the county check |
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10 years old and i'm out there slanging cocaine |
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No love from my family, just love from the game |
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No one to turn to so i'm out there slanging crack |
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Keeps the giggety giggety nine up in my booksack |
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And if i die today or tomorrow i guess i'm out of luck |
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A bastard child all alone so i'm stuck |
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Verse 2 |
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A unwanted child a victim of the ghetto |
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Labeled as a lowlife, a go getter |
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An outcast looked down by the system g |
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A menace to society a brother without a family |
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And everytime i see a room without a damn ceiling |
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It remind me i was born in a abandoned building |
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Cause in the ghetto you gotta learn the dirty dance |
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In other words you gotta learn to throw them thangs |
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A snotty nose kid without no food to eat |
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My role models were the dealers ?? |
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Dripping wet you see my pamper leaking |
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But mama tripping cause she too busy out there tweeking |
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Our baby sitter was a tore up dope fiend |
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I almost died, drunk a whole bottle of chlorine |
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And when i think about my pass i don't crack a smile |
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Cause it hurt knowing i was a bastard child |
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