in the streets it was hard times the gunshots was normal it was like daily wind chimes we lashed out with her crimes the thing that got most of us through was writing rhymes we was trapping pop the people who was Capin but we for sure wasn't lacking never left the crib without the strap we was packing sick is the way you acting we can wipe your nose if you lacking we was hanging with them killas a day with them was a thriller Mess with us 40 going to drill ya stop playing or we will kill ya but we going to do the dash if we see them blue lights we was trapping with the members all night in the streets had to survive cuz it was hard times