Yeah
What's happenin' in v.l sabrina
You know
I'll tell you what's gonna happenin' if you
Don't know to arrive.. uhh
To is bitch nigga
Yeah listen
In my home, occur much rain
Niggas are in the drugs, this much rain
Where happened the homicides, this much rain
The bitch this fucked, this much rain
The prison this crowded, this much rain
Officer are killin', this much rain
I'm sipping, this much rain
On my reach, occur much rain
I don't know what's happenin' here
The night in this hood with this freakin' shit
Some how to quiet this bitch
Cuz i feel that my niggaz need me
They disappear with this shit
Inside of the car, leave his body holed of bullets
I'm smokin' marijuana with a pussy
Give up, fuck up, leave have in the street
On the floor i heard yours last breath
I'm a boss now, sell of my home
I heard a sound of this last song
There's somebody sayn', for that ya won't
Before ya leave, the afternoon in this rain
Take much care that can be your once today
Don't want to take the front and to do in your way
'cause ya would be murda just this place
And to see your family cryin', askin' for peace
(chorus)
How every nigga whether to have space
Without this of want to turn slave
Or till i came to speak in somebody change
In my hood, i know how to do my game
Don't walk be there goin' handsome
Nor tell me that step for done
I don't go listen that ya say, then leaves ride
And they will pass on top of ya with the truck
Only like this ya it i'll be spoken
In the magazine and the t.v
This it i'll be more easy
And i won't me involved, i should' ve
And how has dies that people this shape
And how as the spinner spin
Crack, cocaine, heroine here
On the corner, i leave always one little bit
Therefore that ya'll die, for speak so much bullshit