[Intro:]
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I'm finna give it to your ass gun barrel straight that's just how we rocking over here bruh Big Gates Record bruh gun barrel straight bih shout outs to everybody in the projects shout outs to everybody in the ghetto see understand this it's always a bright light at the end of that ?
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[Chorus:]
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They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars
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Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far
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Ain't know avoid getting killed was go never be this hard
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To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds
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I'm just trying to beat the odds
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I'm just trying to beat the odds
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They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars
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Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far
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To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds
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I'm just trying to beat the odds
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[Verse 1:]
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Niggas don't want to see me with shit the white man don't neither
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That's why I ride everyday drank my liquor and smoke my reefer
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The mexicans the only mother fuckers they put beneath us
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I guess if you poor and white the world don't fuck with you neither
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I get it I understand I'm black so ain't equal
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When you from the hood though that shit run a lil deeper
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And one mother fucker in my hood that done never became a doctor
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And one body in my family who done never became a lawyer
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My daddy sold dope that shit hard not to follow
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My momma did her best but she had her own problems
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My brother two times loose that's a whole bother saga
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Every nigga in my click at some point was a robber
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It's hard to think different cause shit I'm from the projects
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Soon as you make a lil money got to spend it fight charges
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Ain't pussy I'ma hundred so I can't live with cautions
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I'm just trying to make show my wins out weigh my loses
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[Chorus:]
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They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars
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Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far
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Ain't know avoid getting killed was go never be this hard
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To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds
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I'm just trying to beat the odds
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I'm just trying to beat the odds
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They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars
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Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far
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To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds
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I'm just trying to beat the odds
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[Verse 2:]
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It's a thousand niggas that die for every one nigga that make it out
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My homie can't even read but do his thang with the pots
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His momma been dead his daddy smoking rocks
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He can't get a job some might say it's his own fault
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Sometime situations can change what you was taught
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My momma and daddy wasn't together I wonder where I'd be
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Cause most the shit I know now I learned it from the streets
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Cause being a certain color it attracts the police
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And when you live in certain areas you can never get peace
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My momma biggest fear me dying in these streets
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But if ain't up in it how the fuck I'm go eat
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And it's sad to say but nobody in my family got a degree
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A nigga playing ball and dropped out for the streets
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And got involved in hustling and got in too deep
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The shit got over my head and the nigga couldn't even see
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The streets ain't the honest but I'ma be all I can be
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[Chorus:]
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They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars
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Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far
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Ain't know avoid getting killed was go never be this hard
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To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds
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I'm just trying to beat the odds
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I'm just trying to beat the odds
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They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars
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Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far
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To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds
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I'm just trying to beat the odds
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[Verse 3:]
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I just got one wish for drop me in a casket
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To wake up one morning and see my momma happy
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I wanna salute God for all the bad shit that happened
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Cause everything that went wrong now I understand it
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He protect me from my enemies protect me when I was trapping
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He left when I was lil but I still forget my daddy
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The world done g |