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Verse 1
Am
it ain't nothin' pretty
They say them boys pretty,
they walkin' slow
Muscle on the low,
run up on you for the dough
The flow, boy you gotta dance
Simple and plain,
these streets ain't got no game
Locked and loaded, dead as fuck
One thing on they mind
Grindin' my rooty
Gave it sound like B .N .C
Now, now, my city
My city, my city
Need a savior
It's gon' take the ghost
To change up it's behavior
Make they money grow
Know about your location?
You don't want to end up on
a permanent vacation?
Loco, psycho, always on the prowl
Stab you in your back,
face to face they show a smile
Welcome to the jungle where
it's hard to live
it's hard to give
Now they aim at your head, raise your lid
Every other day you can best believe
Young boys trying to use
Up until my calves
get touched and grazed
Prayin' for them till they
Am
A5
Walk around strapped up,
Talk about God,
Ride through my city
It ain't nothin' pretty
They say them boys pretty
They got this blood
Hustle on the low,
hunt up on you for the dough
Get the flow, or you gotta die
Simple and plain,
these streets ain't got no game
Locked and loaded, bitch
One thing on they mind
Grindin' my hood,
it gave you sound like V .I .C.
Bb
Am
Stay up out they business,
better mind your own
E
Am
Worry about chores, leave theirs alone
You don't wanna make them say,
where's the phone?
Folks find your body like,
where's his dome?
Yeah, I know it's sad,
but just look at the news
5, 9, 12, any channel you choose
Another family singin' the blues,
all because somebody
Such a vicious cycle,
and it's only gon' get worse
If we stand back,
let our rival come and separate the church
One body, many members,
but the members must remember
Take the food to them,
not just invite them to dinner
Nine times out of ten, they know it's right
A5
Am
All they really tryna do is earn they strike
A5
Am
Not a lot of concern about they life
It's wise up to me and you
to show that life
Change gon' come but it starts with us
But us be lies so we hard to trust
Some act like they ain't start from dust
So even on a saint it
Peace in they life's in high demand
Am
A5
Days running out, no time to waste
Am
A5
Only thing between y time and space
on they face
Face, face, face, face
They ride through my city,
it ain't nothin' gritty
They say them boys pretty,
they cock and spray
Hustle on the low,
run up on you for the dough
these streets ain't got no game
Lock and load and fist
One thing on they mind,
grindin' my rooty
Yeah, you sound like New York City
Ride through my city
It ain't nothing pretty
They say them boys pretty
They cock and spray
Hustle on the low
Run up on you for the dough
Get the flow, or you gotta die
Give it up if y wanna lose your life
Simple and plain
These streets ain't got no game
Lock and load it, bitch
grind in my hoodie,
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