Raised in Hell
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I was born in hell without a pistol
Now how can I survive with one life without a vest and a .45?
Runnin' from the task force, we smashin' for my cash
Bankin' corners, hop out then I blast on they ass
See, them piggies want me dead for sure
Or in the pen' doin' ten instead of me in my Benz on some twins
Sippin' Hen', smokin' indica bomb
And keep my pedal to the metal 'til I'm high and gone
I know you rich niggas hate me
Gotta keep it real and feel this rap shit didn't make me
Got out the pen' in '50, '97, dropped Mercedes
Hundred percent thug, no love 'til the Lord save me
Straight thugs that'll dump slugs 'til they fuckin' grave
Mass murder, motherfuckers, to the front page
When we hit, we empty clips 'til we get paid
I been a slave from my cradle to the grave
Nigga, fuck the world, I was raised in hell
That's why we buck shit down and yell, "Fuck the world"
I'd rather die here in hell than die doin' life in jail
Protect the sack with a MAC-12, order hits when the pack tail
From the block to Watts, we all thug niggas raised in hell
That's why we buck shit down and yell, "Fuck the world"
I'd rather die here in hell than die doin' life in jail
Protect the sack with a MAC-12, order hits when the pack tail
From the block to Watts, we all thug niggas raised in hell
Now I'm bailin' through the set with a 40, smokin' a cigarette
Blastin' my radio, oldie tunes by the Mob-oh-lets
Gangbangin' vets on parole as I stroll through
The rest on G's, let's shoot craps and they strapped too
Oh how I love these niggas but I hate 'em with a passion
But I ride for these motherfuckers without 'em even askin'
Thug fashion from head to toe, I let the world know
That this is Thug Life, motherfucker, 'til I leave this hole
So as my knuckles drag the concrete, Big Homie's in the street
Transgressions under pressure, preyin' on the weak
I sleep like a fish, I wish up on a ghetto star
If the enemies come through and ride on me, they won't get far
Big Homie got out, holdin' .22s on the hang
Runnin' 'round sweatin' motherfuckers
Talkin' 'bout, "Let's throw them thangs"
Bang, I hit him with a bat and heard his skull crack
Then I got in the windin' track to the shack to get the sack
That's why we buck shit down and yell, "Fuck the world"
I'd rather die here in hell than die doin' life in jail
Protect the sack with a MAC-12, order hits when the pack tail
From the block to Watts, we all thug niggas raised in hell
That's why we buck shit down and yell, "Fuck the world"
I'd rather die here in hell than die doin' life in jail
Protect the sack with a MAC-12, order hits when the pack tail
From the block to Watts, we all thug niggas raised in hell
It ain't no love for you bitch niggas
As I dump slugs and pull the plug on you bitch niggas
Pick up my phone and have some thugs hit you trick niggas
Put on gloves, unload Tommy guns on them snitch niggas
Hit niggas with HKs, split niggas with AKs
When we mash for the cash doin' a hundred
Blastin' buck shots off in that ass
True outlaws ready for war, souls will never die
The same day we meet death, the same day we ride
Dumpin' slugs, protect lives
My bulletproof, my .45, I just let 'em fly
Screamin' out, "Bitch nigga, die"
Reason why I be a killer, nigga, look outside
Tell me one reason why I should pray for eternal life
Born into a hell with a gun store on every corner
Bodyguard, bulletproof doors, it's hard to be a goner
Strapped with heat, these West Coast streets of Killafornia
From day one, they had straps on us 'cause we was raised in hell
That's why we buck shit down and yell, "Fuck the world"
I'd rather die here in hell than die doin' life in jail
Protect the sack with a MAC-12, order hits when the pack tail
From the block to Watts, we all thug niggas raised in hell
That's why we buck shit down and yell, "Fuck the world"
I'd rather die here in hell than die doin' life in jail
Protect the sack with a MAC-12, order hits when the pack tail
From the block to Watts, we all thug niggas raised in hell