Fire In The Booth

[Verse 1] Remember we had them nextels booming They won since day one, hard knock students We was stupid with our quick to shoot it out Whats the drama to a nigga with no father Just a mama and she using now [?] Jewish now, bitches stupid now, take it down All she know is clothes and the candy for her nose Love these hoes, hope I never get a daughter of my own Karma always had a crazy way of hitting close to home We was hitting homes, 'fore that we was hitting phones Kodac had us sitting [?] stationed, couple niggas told Hold that burner to his dome, if he move then let it go Ice cold mothafucka should have froze Yeah, my first job was Def Jam records Married to Ramona, best man, my Berreta Blood on my Margielas from a wig and you ain't tripping nigga Had the homies go and kill a nigga, really cripping nigga Carnivores, used to drive unlisted Accord With the a pistol in the door and a stick on the floor Ready for War, pray to the Lord for more food stamps Since them new [?] 'til I seen Crime Pays All gas no breaks, no off days or off switch Fast life got me nauseous, I lost it Money wild, start to see it, start to see the changes Started wearing name of Queen and started leaving niggas hanging [Verse 2] Prayer couldn't save me from my sinning Once I seen my Granny gun I knew I had to get me one Seen the dirty money rose and wonder where she got it from April of 2004, remember when it all begun When we borrowed Grandaddy Caddy tryna make a run Jerry caught a bullet in the mouth before the Pistons won Seen them pile one by one in my Aunt Nina car Came back; eyes blood shot, red beating heart Something in a nigga man, I knew I had to be apart Always let 'em see ya eyes but never said "we see ya heart" Couple lessons I was taught by my people coming up Weak niggas die in the street nigga, toughen up [Verse 3] This ain't my first car ride with [?] Been in the hands of the law, niggas lost They don't know that you pawns to the plan of the man .32 in my draws, catch me with it if ya can Candle lights in the hood every night in the hood We don't fight in the hood, hide the nine in the hood of the car If you ain't got no license to push through the streets Where the scared don't eat, should I wet my feet When I turned thirteen in these Long Beach streets Heard the deuce deuce ring at a Lakewood game And I send back three, nigga had no aim but they knew 'bout me Pulling out that thing, scare the stewl out beef Call the 911 cause I got that gun Know my time gon' come when my past catch me So I live life fast tryna catch this green [Verse 4] [?] tube socks, two straps, two Glocks Hop out and knock on yo' block I'm from Ramona, bang that shit around the corner get shot Been running fades since baby Jordan days [?] Sporting waves, ain't caught no cases, blame my mama .38 Might die for this shit nigga Four five with no clip in it Bus rides for them licks nigga Fuck school, I can take your shit quicker Lil bro [?] drunk off hard liquor Come through, better bring your god witcha [?], gangster crip and we move for real No hesitation, that medication the homies deal Got smokers chilling off 68 Hoes walking down Artesia still Make baby bank and might catch a case [?] catch a [?] just catch a flip And then do the business like [?] would say Niggas know where my homies stay I'm anything cross that border [?] Don't send in that partner, got my partner brand new Chevrolet