WHERE IM FROM

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listen am fom this citay eaten by drugs
to go out from da shit ya have to be a thug
get rich or die is what i learn there
you can't walk without lookin at ya backside
scared to get shot been hit by bullets comin from da westside
everytime you say bye at ya mama you think its the last time
nigga put ya nine it's time to get money

ok thingz gettin' hard till the crack runs da town
tryin' a get out of da shit but it seems am turnin' around
lost in da fuckin' slum and da money be ma compass!!
street is da fuckin' club to get out you got to show yo' pass
a pump undercover and da heart in da hand!!
we feel no fear ready to die fo' da band!!
if a bitch ass wanna fuck call us the pussy poppers!!
we da damned street's spurs pissin' on dem fake rappers!!
wat da fuck you lookin" at???
my dick goes straight!!
best defence the attack!!!
so we live on dis haterz back!!!!
this is an other world were violence is a job!!
Lil bro's goin' to skool were they learn how to rob!
justice is blind so am busy makin' stacks!!
cops trollin' back so am busy hidin' glocks!!
I kno' wot it looks to find urself in a real shit!!
in a fight were you musn't miss wot you aim and wot you hit!!
bloodstains on da floor corpse stacked up like in tetris!!
FUCK IT!!am in da hood so my ennemies rest in peace!!!mo'FUCKAZZ:::

111111CC33333BBB333RRGGG!!!!!

yeah good
if we make a beat in dis forum i thin we'll be the first ones to do this

yéyé!!!!lol!!!

lets do it

alone in dis slum alone in this world
i have so things to tell you with few words
how to express wat i feel when i see my hood
and wen i see these children laughin it so good
near them look these gangstaz with fucken nine
smokin cracks lost in their world drinkin weak wine
sat back and peeped at the cops rollin in their shit
i let my berserk burst mothefuken cops down my street
locked up fucked up i aim da top floor of da rapgame
want to be fame make money to leave the crak game
my ambition is burnin ya eardrum bullet rip trough tissues
fuck da police i don't give a fuck about justice
money drugs sex is my vice

ok dancin' on da gunz noise!!!!
hangin' on da streetz poppin' shit wit young boyz!!
be the fucin' kingz!!be the mo'fuckin' ballerz!!!
crime be the game 2GN squad da best gollaz!!!
if you wanna live nigga got to dare kill!!!
workin' on da road hustle yo' flag keep it real!!
piss to mark the land against the bitchez and da ennemies!!!
in my side we kidz got they own territoriess!!!
GUN MONEY BITCH!!!!wat else have we need??
invest fo da future we take care of our weed!!
Ballz fo' chains!!
here trouble rainsss!!
soul flies to sky but respect stays!!
get powder by a flock!!
be able to fight wit only a rock!!!
strenght makes da life da hood makes it rock!!

how is my rymes now
its better,isnt it?!lol
how could we call this text
street life?

yéyé!!!dot's better cuz u makin' rymes at evry end of sentence!!!!but boy keep practisin''' gon make it!!!!let's call it how u want!!!!street life if you want!!