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What's up? I'm with my thieves all right
Throwing grass on the street we teach you style
Fashion Bombay, that bitch asks for light
Money on my mind, nigga high I spend all the time

You with me bitch, I sound good buy my cassette
My people don't believe in that false shit you say
That's how you see it, that's how it is, isn't it?
I have style, I have bullets for those who speak ill of me

From the street dog, one more that is nine seven
In streets so dark that your people don't go in
Life drug men, bad bad fella
You lose everything if you fall in love with the clientele

Street bars to make them hurt
On the side of the one who listens but waits, creating my school
My dear, I am all the ways
Rolling around the sphere in search of something I can't find

Drugs, alcohol, street children
This is life in the neighborhood (neighborhood)
Blood and fear, we will die in the street
This is life in the neighborhood

Drugs, alcohol, street children
This is life in the neighborhood (neighborhood)
Blood and fear, we will die in the street
This is life in the neighborhood

With the toys put away
Gangsta shit, expensive swing bitch
My group is drunk, cooler than your ice cream
I eat your money in bites, my lawyer eats my money

If I'm just high trying not to notice
So that the whore doesn't get upset on the date
I break her cleavage, they want my gifts
And I'm in the corner listening to Nestor in block

Bitch, if the bard is painting I'll get involved
Open shirt, lots of weed in the ghetto
Before making songs I already had amulets
That before making songs I already had respect

Cheese, with a whore on top of me
Or thinking about my money while looking out at the street
G's, so much drugs that I'm already laughing
I do not choose what I live, children of the wind and the street

Drugs, alcohol, street children
This is life in the neighborhood (neighborhood)
Blood and fear, we will die in the street
This is life in the neighborhood

Drugs, alcohol, street children
This is life in the neighborhood (neighborhood)
Blood and fear, we will die in the street
This is life in the motherfucking neighborhood