[Chorus: NOE]
We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys
Kill hustlers, don’t stop, get them, boys
This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]
We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys
Kill hustlers, don’t stop, get them, boys
This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
See, I only got one son
I don't know where the [?] come from
But lil homie, If you want some
We can leave you holy with a pump gun
Tear your ass up, with the hand pistols
Your mom's eyes tearing up, [?] miss you
Blockstar, [?] on T-shirts
The cops start digging on the research
We got the block clicking, with the D work
And plus we locksmithing with the key work
Drop shit, a hundred G's worth
Rocky wrist and my T-shirt
[?] blocks where the D's lerk
[?] way the beef hurt
And all my real G's doing time
The shit I [?] tooly in mine
[?] shooting the iron
Gangstas is hard, we all doomed with the time
Hope somebody say a prayer for us
Before somebody gotta shed a tear for us
[Chorus: NOE]
We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys
Kill hustlers, don’t stop, get them, boys
This is ghetto at it’s best, the pain, the [?]
We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys
Kill hustlers, don’t stop, get them, boys
This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]
[Verse 2: Mel Matrix]
[?] touch the [?]
My back against the wall, [?]
I need a spliff in my life
And if it get to cracking, need a grip in my life
Stay on point [?]
I value my life, I ain't taking it for granted
Tired of red ragging, [?]
Pulling out corners [?] pushing out the spot
Banging [?] cackies
I'm putting in work, til the police snatch me
Hood work, stick amatics
On a one of one basis, I’ll let your ass have it
A clean getaway, watch how he hit the sprint
Yeah, it's Byrd Gang, all day
Get that, nigga, got that fool
If I don't lock that tool, I'll eat your food
[Chorus: NOE]
We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys
Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys
This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]
We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys
Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys
This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]
[Verse 3: NOE]
It's one little 8Ball, started [?]
Bought some more [?]
I held onto faith, like [?] did
Learned from all [?] I did [?]
Be more, with a [?]
Moving bricks like a one man construction site
Never needed SpongeBob, to move nicks at night
White T, plus [?] kicks is tight
I was born just for trapping, born just for rapping
Born to sell out of town [?]
Won't stand for nothing, fuck becoming an acronim
Nice with the caine, I'm better than Charlie Chaplin
Me and street together, is like Brady, Lewis and [?]
Most would've took it, [?] lemonade
I'm hot like gonaria, plus I got charges stacked like [?] half of that back
[?]
[Chorus: NOE]
We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys
Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys
This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]
We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys
Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys
This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]