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Verse 1
Am
Around here, you gotta have guns,
gotta have heart,
Dm
boy you gotta have nuts
Am
Around here, you gotta be strong,
gotta use your brain,
Dm
around here they ain't playing
Am
Around here, you gotta roll deep,
step with your dogs,
Dm
around here you gets robbed
Am
Around here, little homies pulling straps,
cats getting whacked,
drug dealers getting taxed
Around here, suckers get folded,
fuzz roll deep,
Dm
snitches take the heat
Am
from the peace when they sleep
Gangsta youngsters and cheat up kings,
Dm
by the time I was nine or six
Am
I fucked up things
Baby shootin' hair on,
she looked tight in the day,
Dm
paid the pushers with her pussy
till she passed away
Am
Bout those around here on some shit that pays,
hardcore maridas and the cocaine trade
Rolling six fours, ones with four doors
Dm
Lacks of regals, gangsters steal
Am
Paybacks are lethal,
I remember this bottle
Dm
Threw a rat a la onda, he got drowned
Am
A rato, marijuana shipments
Deuce in the border
Around here they call it heavy
Dm
for the cocaine snorters
Am
Hooters watch their backs,
they don't wanna get snuffed
They don't gamble with their lives,
they don't pay them enough
Around here, you gotta have guns
Dm
Gotta have heart,
Am
boy you gotta have nuts
Around here, you gotta be strong
Gotta use your brain
Rhyme here, they ain't playin'
Rhyme here, you gotta roll deep
Step with your dogs,
Dm
rhyme here, you gets robbed
Am
Rhyme here, little homies pullin' straps
Cats gettin' whacked,
drug dealers gettin' taxed
Yeah, punks get beat up, clothes are
Dm
G'd up Chuck Taylor kicks,
black like pistol grips
Am
Silver dollar chick want
her lips on my dick
Fetal chalice,
Dm
all my homeboys already hit
Am
Learned from old schoolers
about the gangsta shit
Dm
Keep your traps shut
Am
so your case won't stick
Homies with green lights,
doors wide open
Had his brother do the highland garden
hoes and he choked him
Letters from the joint,
bought the latest haps
Street cash,
Dm
keep the high power books fat
Am
Metal middles trippin' cause I rap
Better fuck that,
Dm
my kids need clothes on their backs
Am
My best friend's Beretta,
we close together
My enemies are gone,
Dm
my game's too clever
Am
Gotta do whatever,
keep my focus together
Cause while I'm here,
this the war that's lasted forever
Around here, you gotta have guns
Gotta have heart, boy,
Dm
you gotta have nuts
Am
Around here, you gotta be strong
Gotta use your brain
Dm
Around here, they ain't playin'
Am
Around here, you gotta roll deep
Step with your dogs
Dm
Around here, you get robbed
Am
Around here, little homies pullin' straps
Cats gettin' whacked
Drug dealers gettin' taxed
Walk by shootin'
And cocaine addictions
You learn the ropes from the G's
Dm
By watchin' and listenin'
Am
Strap while I'm shittin'
Cuz enemigos wishin'
To catch a homie slippin'
And shoot me while I'm pissin'
I'm on a mission that don't
include prison
Lookin' for the spot where I can
sleep with no bullshittin'
Show me the spot with no heroin
or coke sniffin'
Where all the bad things I do
can be forgiven
Is there a race in all these prison situations?
Dm
To get probation and
Am
gang affiliations?
Streets is raw, you gotta be tough
Call a vato's bluff,
Dm
Am
put a bullet in his stuff
Shakin' vatos down,
possessions gettin' took
Only way around here
is let it rain in your rhyme book
Cats get whacked for dollar
amounts around here
Man I'm serious, nobody counts around here
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