I got my 18s poppin, ridin wid 5, people lookin at me like i stole a ride am i a gangster, player, makin the G, cocain dealer with Z's and V's, can't tell em nothin, so i said what's up, they get mad, i don't give a *uck, i keep out, one punch like champ, goin in jail is like summer camp, we shake hands one day, kill each other the next, and if you don't like it, it's just like that, cuz i come from the city of Do, it couldn't be saved by John Le Pole, but since i had the chance, i say in a rhyme, WE HAVE TO STOP THE KILLING SOMETIME.
