happy birthday

the streets will fuck you up the city will the block will fuck you up those bitches will fuck you up, those snitches will fuck you up, this niggas will fuck you up those whores will fuck you up the street will fuck you up if you aint black nigga then you passed, the sytem chew and spit you, put you on the block then arrest you send you to penetiary before you know it your life through i flipped bricks for guallo before i learned to tie my shoe weight after weight i pushed a killo before i knew it was six in the zeros a thousand sheets for the bureau chevy balancing cheques with the euros to mostb niggas am a hero ,paper minting like pablo in 84 ,pitch black bat am OJ on steroids dont fuck with me ,shit sleepless nights working the corners pushing the dollar hanging gold on my caller ,waiting for the next drop before i call her she in love with the baller ,my bank account getting fat like some fat ass thot paper cleaning before the beuraue smell the shit nigga time to run nigger ,racing rari running like a mad dog i had to make it before the pulled the slugg off me shit. too many lost in the game bat i aint one , clocking in 24 7 i can count the paper back i dont wanna be stuck in my dreams id rather be leaving the night mare yeah shit.