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Grew Up In This - Curren$y/Young Roddy/Freddie Gibbs
Life a movie who directin yo sh*t
That's low budget mine's a Tarantino flic
Block buster I do my own stunts in this b**ch
Shout out to Stunna
New Orleans niggas up in this sh*t
No frontin all my niggas really wit it
Full frontline hustling
Rappin got me on the two
My homies been on TV for that other sh*t
News at 6 ni**a grizzly discover it
Body seems local let the dog team recover it
They can't release his name
Til they notify the family
While the killer getting dressed for
The club like ain't nothing happened
I grew up in this sh*t stuck with this sh*t
You too p**sy to f**k with this sh*t
But I'm in love with this sh*t
Grew up in this sh*t stuck with this sh*t
You too p**sy to f**k with this sh*t
But I'm in love with this sh*t
I grew up in this sh*t stuck with this sh*t
You too p**sy to f**k with this sh*t
But I'm in love with this sh*t
It's that 31st sh*t right chea my ni**a
Uh
Aye f**k a b**ch
I'd rather keep a burner by my side
I'm from the south side
That's just how we ride
My man got shot
That sh*t slowed em down
My ni**a even turned muslim
Now he pray to Alah
My ni**a don't eat no pork
But still smoke that pine
So every time he see me he like light that fire
And meanwhile I'm tryina
Get us off this hot a** block
We just two peas in a pod
Tryin to get a peace of mind
Bang bang that's the sh*t
I heard like all of the time
I'm talkin every day have fiends fallin in line
Today could be my last day
But that's all part of the grind
But that ain't part of my plan
I plan to stay on my job
I had to get it since I wasn't born wit it
I see the big pic I'm thinkin long term ni**a
But they had *** in that b**ch
I grew up on that sh*t
Guess I'm made for that sh*t
I got paid off that sh*t
I grew up in this sh*t stuck with this sh*t
You too p**sy to f**k with this sh*t
But I'm in love with this sh*t
Grew up in this sh*t stuck with this sh*t
You too p**sy to f**k with this sh*t
But I'm in love with this sh*t
Gangsta Gibbs baby
Gangsta Gibbs baby
Uh yeah yeah
I drive every car that you dream about
And every b**ch that you wishin
For leave her leakin out
Fresh out of that place like
They scared to see what they read about
It ain't no sleep on Virginia street
When them niggas outside
Walk servin the walkin dead
Gotta meet me up the block
Cus my mama stay on my head
Tellin me to go get a job
But I'm choppin the rock instead
If I make it up to the top will
I pop and jump off the ledge
Confessions of Gangsta Gibbs ni**a thug life
I'd trade this sh*t for wife and kids ni**a
Real ni**a f**k surviving I wanna live ni**a
Act a fool I make him go night night
And catch a flight to Chi
Blow some d**e with my ni**a Mike Mike
B**ch I'm stuck in this sh*t
A million dollars up in this b**ch
I made my name stay in them cluckers and sh*t
And yea the streets of Gary
Raised me but the west coast paid me
You p**sy niggas get home safely
I grew up in this sh*t stuck with this sh*t
You too p**sy to f**k with this sh*t
But I'm in love with this sh*t
I grew up in this sh*t stuck with this sh*t
You too p**sy to f**k with this sh*t
But I'm in love with this sh*t
They want to have a meeting with me
Right Let's set the meeting
Get our informants to find out
Where it's going to be held
They're going to search me
When I first meet them right
So I can't have a weapon on me then
But if Clemenza can figure a way to
Have a weapon planted there for me
