GaNgStA

by BrOwN 3y3z   Jan 5, 2007


A gangsta life es so hard cause all you do is get in fights my man was a gangsta and he took three bullets to his head now i am in a dread i loved him alot but never got to say you mean to me alot pero he was mi amor y corazon never could risk a chance knowin that he was gone he was mi papsito but then before he got shot we had 2 ninos one hijo died at 6 months old y me hijo at 2 years old got shot with his daddy in the head by those f**ks reds f**ks reds and gold theyr just ugly and old now i see my life as a big fat lie because when i was pregant with mi hija this puto stabbed me and killed me hija at 6months f**kin crap$ we didnt even get the chance to have another thug romance so you probablin askin yourself how i know this sh^t well il tell you what these are my ninos and my man thats how i know this shitzzzzzz

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  • 17 years ago

    by jocelyn

    Lifes hard
    i just deal by writin
    sorry for ur corazon
    som stuffs messed up

    ..peace..

  • 17 years ago

    by Torey Hafford

    Koo i liked it sorry bout cha boo thats f-ed up and i know how that feelz losin someone special to gang violence