Ghetto vet

Life.... niggas used to come and get me when it was time to disagree with an enemy pass the hennessy it gives me energy packed the gat in the small of my back where these niggas at I clear the whole pack talkin' shit cuz I'm down for my set I'm a vet smokin' on a wet cigarette (who these niggas think they are) (wishin' on a ghetto star i represent my tar) I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs cuz these westside niggas is harder thugs enslve us but nothin' can save us from sportin' Ben Davis shootin' at your neighbors (cuz sometimes I feel like a nut don't give a fuck when I open ya up) hot rocks fly from the back seat and busta ass niggas run like a track meet an if you crawl in the middle bleed mo' than a little (what) killer king is the hospital feelin' numb from the bullets I hum and when they hit black mothers have fits I don't give a shit