Curlie Evans

[Intro] Yeah Yeah, yeah Hip hop started out in the park Yeah I'm from Ramona Yeah [Verse 1] I'm on real nigga time, times was hard as they come (You know?) Life was on the line, either fight or you run Can't press rewind, red line, rerun Murder on the block raised the property up Kick the niggas out, can I kick it like Tip? I don't know what my tribe called, I came from a ship 5.0 Mustang, is you Abel or Cain? I don't wanna go to hell, so I dance in the rain I don't know if Heaven real, but I know that angel's real Cupid shufflin' the dеck, played my cards and made my meals Yеs I love the dollar bills, helped me build and destroy I'm a man of many talents, I'm just tryna find my balance, you know? You know? Yeah [Verse 2] Why pick up a gun if you won't go for real? I mean I really wanna know, you feel me? I heard a lot of people say that they was gonna kill me It put a smile on my face for real They don't got what it take for real You know just where I stay for real? Play ball then Rags on our guns like we from New Orleans Feds like where, why? I was like "no comment" Yeah, fuck 5-0, no condom, raw street shit I was on Cherry when the beef kicked off Made bonds like Barry, had the heat, got caught That was when I signed the Sprite deal Shot the commercials, I was on pre-trial still These streets'll hurt you, you know?