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I'm from the city of dope, where the guns always smoke Hustling on the block, trying to make a quic poke youMoney on my mind, gotta stack it up high Living life fast, never asking why I'm In the streets, where the struggle is real Gotta stay on your toes, gotta pack that steel Ain't no time for fake love, only real recognize In the city of dope, where the strong survive Every day is a battle, gotta watch your back Enemies lurking, ready to attack But I stay focused, keep my eyes on the prize In the city of dope, where the weak don't rise I'm a product of my environment, raised in the streets Where the only way out is through the heat But I ain't backing down, I'ma stand my ground In the city of dope, where the real ones are found So I keep pushing, grinding every day Trying to make a better life, trying to find a way In the city of dope, where the struggle is real But I ain't giving up, I'ma make a deal. I'm from the streets, where the struggle never ends Gotta hustle hard, gotta make amends Born in the trap, raised by the gun Ain't no way out, this life ain't fun Every day's a battle, every night's a war Gotta watch your back, can't trust no one no more Money on my mind, gotta stack that paper No time for love, no time for no haters I'm a soldier in this game, ain't no turning back Gotta stay true, never leave the trap The streets raised me, made me who I am A product of the struggle, a product of the land I walk with a limp, talk with a slang 2Pac in my veins, ain't nothing gonna change I ride for my hood, I die for my block Never leave the trap, this life never stops. I was born in the trap, I'll never
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I'm from the city of dope, where the guns always smoke Hustling on the block, trying to make a quic poke youMoney on my mind, gotta stack it up high Living life fast, never asking why I'm In the streets, where the struggle is real Gotta stay on your toes, gotta pack that steel Ain't no time for fake love, only real recognize In the city of dope, where the strong survive Every day is a battle, gotta watch your back Enemies lurking, ready to attack But I stay focused, keep my eyes on the prize In the city of dope, where the weak don't rise I'm a product of my environment, raised in the streets Where the only way out is through the heat But I ain't backing down, I'ma stand my ground In the city of dope, where the real ones are found So I keep pushing, grinding every day Trying to make a better life, trying to find a way In the city of dope, where the struggle is real But I ain't giving up, I'ma make a deal. I'm from the streets, where the struggle never ends Gotta hustle hard, gotta make amends Born in the trap, raised by the gun Ain't no way out, this life ain't fun Every day's a battle, every night's a war Gotta watch your back, can't trust no one no more Money on my mind, gotta stack that paper No time for love, no time for no haters I'm a soldier in this game, ain't no turning back Gotta stay true, never leave the trap The streets raised me, made me who I am A product of the struggle, a product of the land I walk with a limp, talk with a slang 2Pac in my veins, ain't nothing gonna change I ride for my hood, I die for my block Never leave the trap, this life never stops. I was born in the trap, I'll never
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