Lyrics:
[hook]SauceTh@t
OH LORD YOUNG NIGGA FINNA DO IT IN THE CITY OF THE NORTH
TO THE SOUTH SIDE ON
MY BACK SIDE
I WiLL CARRY CITY OF THE NORTH
FROM
Ain't nobody holdin' you back explode the track to confetti
Unload it, 'cause niggas ain't ready the life of an outlaw
In the life we live as thugs
Mike Dizzle you a fool fa dis one
Rest in peace to Pimp C you'a G to me
Corey Miller and that Chad Butler pullin' kick doors
(Live by the trigger,
still dey live on
Go on my knees and pray to God please protect me
I used to tell myself that i wasn't ready
Look at all the things that made happen
From
this one for my thugs
Hey yo, niggas want to drive by the hood and dump
Come on stupid, I clap up from your hood to the trunk
Foot on the floor,
snitch
Hood nigga principles
Abide by it, live by it, die by it, nigga
Even when I'm finga fuckin' hoes
Finga on tha trigga diamonds in my crucifix
Feelin'
rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past
bread with.." -> Pete Rock
"Homeskillet"
[Homeskillet]
From the beginnin, head-spinnin hip-hop
The never-endin, don't stop
be -boy religion. I'll
gets pushed by Sony
I'm in the middle like monie
And the press say that
My own people disowned me
And the best way back
Is to keep your head
And as the years go by you see with an understanding eye into the
Lives and loves, and friends there in that
Lives and loves, and friends there in that
Lives
day ones I gotta stay wit
Live by the street code I can't change it
They told me stay focused you could make it out
I'm from the ghetto
I got that D I
anybody who was with me, there's nobody I ever ran from, nah, never
Drivin' through the night, clutchin' on my knife, lungs gettin' darker by the minute
got off track don’t you tell us that (That)
From Smokin and riding down back streets (Back streets)
Tokyo drift my nigga dashing (Vrroom)
Pull up
Living never easy to carry on
Spending time on the studio music turn me on
Use to live magazine
The outside
Life is a test if you after run success
To all
Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
As the Essex girl found home in the city!
I left nothing back home
Cos I started with zilch
So
by
Two times for the family I've got
I was blessed by the lord, man I gotta bless my mom back
They all know that we came from the hood
If you dey do
and roam the wrong streets at night
To make it back home after the 9 to 9
Made it through some times holding a 9
By any means...
So believe I'm trying
gon' kill for you (if I'm gon' kill for you)
Then I'll spill this blood for you, hey
Just in case my faith go
I live by my own law
I live by my own
younsters on the streets tryin' get paid)
from the cradle to the grave
there's some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid
Back to life (from
Intro: {sample from movie}
Most persons never have a chance to get into a recording studio
Never get to see or hear a record being made
And only
brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruisin' down 8th St,
Ain't nobody holdin' you back explode the track to confetti
Unload it, 'cause niggas ain't ready the life of an outlaw
In the life we live as thugs
am you so you are me
And every now and then we get a little out of hand
To fuel our greed driven by our wants and needs
It seems we never act ourselves
to the lab, I'm getting back on my job
I'm fully backed by the Mobb, I keep my back to the wall
Keep the blacks to my wall
I'm trying to stack till I ball
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