You know how the we do it It's thug Y'all me? C'mon,
Hey... Once upon a in the ghetto you're stuck In the ghetto fucked Ah - press your I said once upon a time in the through Once upon a in the ghetto like you
it out
(verse 1) My life has like gun blast every night Stop the car, down with a flashlight "where's the where's the dope? " The last week they try to pin, there's no hope Wishin' I wasn't the victim, yet the suspect Waitin to run a warrant "what set you from? side of town? like you must be ready to get down" Hold up now, I start to speak my mind I question the place of the and what time "speak your mind one more time, through" They a bullet that I stashed in my shoe Fuck, now they gon' up the car Try to lock me in a that's as tight as a jar But that's the way goin' down, the gang story's told Tomorrow might be the episode
Chorus...
Once upon a time n' the ghetto through Once upon a n' the ghetto I'm like you Once a time n' the ghetto you're stuck In the ghetto fucked Ah - press luck I said...
(verse 2) Y'all can follow me, see how gangstas Real spit the strap and don't talk Set trip, at night, we stalk tape, bodies outlined in the chalk I keeps my close night seen a life straight turn to ghost My position is to through round-the-clock Keeps watch on the one times down the You hear the click the bang-bang, then you stop Try to run, but the burn makes you drop My comrads and criminals hard time I ride for y'all niggas, pop goes my I do the crime, the point is around the clockwork, it ain't hard to find Any block, ward or burrough, you what I speak Your all cross the street if yo' product is weak
Chorus...
(verse 3) Y'all come up short on the work and try to cheat us Cold niggas, cold-ass world, the heaters Burn you bitch-ass niggas, you can't us Another lost, you never will defeat us Gun smoke's the I predict Locked down, never that, nickel Try to cheat a for dollars, "holla holla" Is the sound you make for cuttin' off the cake niggas, I hate yo' face, niggas Seal fate, no safety on the triggers Ditches for the I dump I dig bigger Puttin mo' dick to ya than diggler Static cling, straps, you ears ring Funeral day, the sad to sing Nigga known by now it's mines Step now or charriots will
Chorus...
Hoo-bangin' one time, it out Hoo-bangin' two times, it out one time, nigga Compton two times,