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CHORUS: 

I'm pushin' down the ave. no one lookin' good 

I'm baggin' stones niggas diamonds up against that wood. 

I'm pushin' down the ave. no one lookin' good 

I'm baggin' stones niggas diamonds up against that wood. 

I'm pimpin' down the ave. you know I'm lookin' tight 

These jealous niggas looking at me and my car so shife. 

Wanna take my life, and wanna jack, but I see all through that, 

Never let these bitch niggas take what's mine nigga never do that 

Who's says he's going through a thang when ya'll ain't never lied. 

I gotta a baby but it's momma act like he ain't mine. 

Wicked women using children to live on 

When I hurt and try to hate cause she knows the thrill is gone 

Say man I stop smokin' with haters back in 94 

But niggas thinkin' that a sweeps gone get the through my door 

And niggas talk alot of shit in a safe place, 

I know cause he can't look me eye-to-eye when he in my face 

Now nigga listen to my thesis, see just what I mean 

Nigga I ride dirty everyday, but still I shine so clean 

Glitter and gleam, and all what it look like 

So I keep swangin' I hear clanging tryin' to live my life 

CHORUS (2x) 

I see these niggas and days go and come 

And fo me just to wake, I'm know I'm pissed 

I grab my cis and I split my sista with my bunk 

Some of my sweets be tight And some of my sweets be fucked up 

But all of my sweets gonna blow so killas smoke get sucked up 

I looked up today and didn't fall prey to none of that pistol play 

But who is to say tomorrow they won't be blastin' this-a-way 

I'm puffin' spliffs of hay Still upset about the drama here 

At this time of year I'm wipin' away my dead homey momma's tears... shit.. 

But naturally them fuckin' laws is always after me 

So I have to be in that matter on that 5-0-3 

I'm livin' dastardly 

Must be all about survival G 

These niggas passin' me streets keep on gettin' live with me. 

They say there has to be another way but I ain't feelin that. 

They try to steal a lad, and my wig they wanna peel it back. 

But still the fact remains. It's all about the game swangin' bang 

Peace to E-S-G and all the victims of the game 

CHORUS (3x) 

I'm pimpin' through the ave. tryin' to see some good 

But everythang is still the same in my neighborhood 

Niggas frown when you up and smile when you down 

And when you change for the better shife fools stop comin' around 

I see the jealousy and hate, the wicked ways 

We all lost children, pray for papers, and smokin' our lives away 

Got to the point where I could not decipher day from night 

She say she love me but all we do now is fuckin' fight 

My conscience fuck with me so much I can't eat or sleep 

The other side is sellin' dope and out there runnin' the streets 

And even though I'm gaining street fame comin' from this rap game 

Lust for thankin' and compulsive drankin' is a normal thang 

Some get erased and misplaced tryin' to win the race 

Some try to hold on to there place by smokin' with lace 

But see drugs and plastic thugs ain't gonna change the hood 

I'm smokin' skunk and poppin' the truck to make me feel good. 

CHORUS (2x) 

So it's your life...
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