Written By: Adam Hazard
cops steady watching
but they aint never stopping
goons run it on this block
stash house keeps everybody on lock
boys in the hood on he stoop
and everybody ridin coop
got gun, hustle drugs
we all still just mugs
come legit or we sick em pits
no book smart, only street wits
ridin for my click, do or die
aint scared to shoot, snake eyes
bodies buried in the backyard
no tombstones, yet we hustle hard
and smoke up on that sour
dark swamps our house every hour
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