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Homey, if I go to and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood

Now if you followed my footsteps and through my shoes
You wouldn't go against me you know you would lose
It's been time comin' I done paid my dues
Now every time I turn around it's I'm back in the news

I know alot of niggaz want me wearin' cement
And Uncle Tom niggaz wanna see me up to
the same time KRS was writin' Black Cop
I was busy to pump cracks in the black blocks

Poppin' shit to my about how my gat pop
Got rid of that chrome thing and got a black glock
P ninety hold ten but I had six
I used to walk around with it and risk gettin'

I bought a box of bullets from Old Man Sam
Wanted to shoot a so bad it was itchin' my hand
Some shot it out me, and some of them ran
And some of them dashed were and some of them jammed

Homey, if I go to Hell and you it to Heaven
get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the I'm good
Shit, I done talk my way out of the

Homey, if I go to Hell and you it to Heaven
get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the I'm good
Shit, I done my way out of the hood

Now if you a good look and look into my face
And if they wouldn't dare to violate my space
Som' I did so dirt, I'm tryin' to clean my slate
And ate so many niggaz food and now they want ate

The dogs bark when I walk and since the I took
Moms pray for me with her right hand on the book
Saw shots fly by me, no, I shouldn't trippin'
The Pulp Fiction have been God's divine intervention

Wouldn't then from that, I learned my lesson
And clean my act up and go straight to
Uncle La got the feds hit it with seven
And left me with the cal and a mac eleven

Start everything everything from heads to the worries
And had half the hood damn near to mirk us
Found askin' God what the fuck is my purpose
You go to heaven, I'm foul but put a good word in

Homey, if I go to and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood

Homey, if I go to Hell and you it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special the flow I'm good
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood

Now homey if I go to and you make it to the pearly gates
Tell the man we got beef
And tell his son, I'm a see him when I see him
And when I see him, I'm a beat him a movie

For leavin' us out to dry on straight
For not showin' me no signs watchin' over me
Yo! We a new in two thousand six
We don't give a fuck that religious bullshit

Nigga show me where the at
The nice whips the three car garage to fit them shits
Man my life is painful, pray to
I'm prayin' to myself hopin', I ain't got to you

My bullets shank you, and when my guns start
Ain't nobody save you
In the bible times, they ain't had to deal the shit
We dealin' within, these survival

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to
get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the I'm good
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood

Homey, if I go to Hell and you it to Heaven
get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm with the flow I'm good
Shit, I done talk my way out of the