Ghetto Vet

[Intro] Ay-yay Hey Chop (Hey) These haters tried to blow me up, man Who is this? The Don Mega, nigga, who you think Ey, homie... (What happened?) My whole life flashed before my eyes, man [Verse 1] Life... Niggas used to come and get me When it was time to disagree with an enemy Pass the Hennessy it gives me energy Packed the gat in the small of my back Where these niggas at? I'll clear the whole pack Talking shit cause I'm down for my set I'm a vet, smoking on a wet cigarette Who these niggas think they are? Wishing on a ghetto star, I represent my tar Now, I start busting and they scatter like water bugs Cause these Westside niggas is harder thugs Enslave us but nothing can save us from sporting Ben Davis Shootin' at your neighbors Cause sometimes I feel like a nut Don’t give a fuck when I open you up Hot rocks, fly from the back seat And busta-ass niggas, run like a track meet And if you caught in the middle bleed more than a little (what) Killer King is the hospital Feeling numb from the bullets I hum And when they hit black mothers have fits I don’t give a shit [Chorus: Mack 10 + Mr. Short Khop] Fool I'm a vet you can bet That I could dance underwater and not get wet (Check it) It's raining bullets and I'm still there (Life...) I'm still there [Verse 2] My house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass Up early in the morning, taking out the trash Feeling like a loser, alcohol abuser Two youngsters roll up on a beach cruiser One on the pedals, the other on the handle bars (What?) Tryna be ghetto stars They said, "Are you from the Westside is it so?" I said, "Hell yeah and who want to know?" ("Me!") In slow mo’, .44 slugs, face down in the mud, puddle full of blood Left for dead, the pain starts to spread Now I can’t feel my legs I meet Doctor Who at King Drew, medical center as I enter, I.C.U He said, "The bullet hit a nerve that was vital" I said, "I can’t move my legs!", he said: "Don’t try to..." "Now this ain’t the end my friend (What?)... but you'll probably never walk again" I sit there motionless holding this pain inside contemplating suicide At night I jerk and jerk But my dick don’t work it don’t even hurt (Damn...) Now who'd ever thought a nigga rude as Ice Cube A'be pissing through a tube? Fool I'm a vet [Chorus: Mack 10 + Mr. Short Khop] Fool, I'm a vet you can bet I can dance underwater and not get wet (Check it) It’s raining bullets and I'm still there Young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair [Verse 3] Fuck a V-A they need G-A Gang Hospital for a cripple, now I'm drinking Ripple Same corner, same hood, I'm still there With bandanas tied to my wheel chair To all the hood rat hoes I'm fired They mad cause my tongue get tired Now, everybody want to put they dope on me Sayin I won't get searched by the LAPD I'm sittin' in a doorway, deuce-five Depending on that to keep my ass alive I don’t got bows but my arm's about a one-six With fucking legs looking like tooth picks Some times I can’t deal... Got to beg the BG's to roll me up the hill (C'mon!) Put me on the porch, now I'm on the torch Smoking cocaine, just to maintain Nothing to gain nothing to lose And last night... I couldn’t make it to the bathroom Feeling like a 2 year-old You can’t get a sip from the brew I hold (Nigga) It’s the only friend to a stranger AKA: handicapped gangbanger There's a lot in my life I regret Becoming a ghetto vet Fool I'm a Vet [Chorus: Mack 10 + Mr. Short Khop (x2)] Fool I'm a vet you can bet That I could dance underwater and not get wet (Check it) It's raining bullets and I'm still there Young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair [Ending] Life... Life... Life... Life... Dedicated to all the ghetto vets For every nigga that done took one for the hood [Skit] My whole life flashed before my eyes, man It's going down, it's going down! Na-na-naw fuck that nigga, you still living [?] Let's get this paper (Aight) Let's get this paper, man Aight, we gon' do that