I'm front of the city with the skinny niggas I'm front of the city with the skinny niggas Smoking jaks and skinny tie Grandma goes pist cause I never say goodbye An the top... my grandpa to die All I have it's my balls, my words and my pride 'till I die it's pussy on the profit Never ran, never will but I'm felling in the game You're a nigga with no spot ...and i come home thinking it's not fine Slap that nigga with 40 or 39 I come in peace for my shoters Soul, my soul to the devil fit better I see ... and my dreams damn, I lose it's fate Got memories that tell all about me Got a day with destiny and fuck 'em today Never ran, we'll ran on this side nigga Killers won't hesitate see your as with a ... I call home, I'm not welcome Remember life in the hood Shots and .., 'till I'm dizzy I'm also new, new you can have ... You can have my own bitch I'm too could, they're just to old A different..., a different breath same .. a different speed And get vision to kill 'em all More from Maffew Ragazino