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(Intro) This one here goes out, to the Ghetto To the homeless thats duckin and dodgen the police To the Street corneres To the soldiers thats out there puttin in work To the soldiers out there thats makin it Happen Straitback to the Penitentary (Chorus 2x) Aint no love on the block, So we keep them thangs cocked Thugs on the block, Drugs on the Block (Verse 1) Six in the mornin', Nine at night Feinds beatin on the window, Lookin for tha crack Pipe Mamma wasn't home, Said she went to bingo Me and my litte Brother, Just a young Nigga Daddys at the bar, Tryin to get the drinks for And for the Homies that aint here, pour out a little liqour Motorbike, ten speeds, never rode a big wheel We dont Gangbang, just crack deal Find me on the front porch, Blaze the indo Somebody hit tha stach box, Pass me tha match doc Runnin from tha cops with tha homies by tha liqour store C-P-3, Caliope livin like tha worlock (Chorus 4x) (Verse 2) This one for my young niggaz, don't be no dumb niggaz We chasin riches, we love bitches Go to a gun fight, wit out a gun niggaz Ghetto ballin, sittin on twenty inch switches And all my No Limit Soldiers shake the scrubs At the club, Show me love We hard hittaz, Thug figgaz Grew up on corn flakes, wit the water Wonder why we out here, And how we got here Ghetto millionairs, one-hundred percent real niggaz Learn to turn a powdered eggs, Into quarters Aint no turnin back, 'cause we was put to work to die here (Chorus 4x