"Street Structure"

can u hear that real gangster shit spitting out from voice hoochies love my present cause I keep em calm n there pussy moist mobbin with the real g's momma didn't raise no fool street smart like a genius and I didn't graduate from school keep a metal tool in case a buster acting like a fool blood hound for the money plus im loyal to the old rules like them nigga said this to police them niggas said that at the end of the day somebody still going end up n get whacked im alive with the jeepers the leader of the creepers one false move ur soul will leave ur body with the reaper here iam in my building spitting wisdom to the children to my OOG's lock down in that box cell filthy ass prison steady wobbling in ur face put that sucker back in place makesure he tasted his own ass I mean his own waste....versus my feet planted on the battlefield n equipped with street skills did some time in prison the was the last of my whip appeal its kill or be killed structure street in ur death will...