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{s_title}         Original Lyrics: [New-9 talking]      The system got niggas missin', they ain't never comin' home      I can't live like this I gotta get from back here      I can't get a good lawyer I can't eat right, it's R.I.P. either way      Rest In Peace or Rest In Prison           [C-Murder]      I woked up an strapped on my shoes      I'm in a three man cell wit my homeboys Skinew & Boo      C-Murder is tha name dat they gave me      An 187 what I'm facin' you can't save me      An uh nigga I really don't give a fuck      No hesitation, if you trip dawg you gettin' stuck      Already did three years in tha county, dats how they found      I had my 3rd Ward niggas round me      Tha Callio nigga what they hittin' for      At Rose Tavern, they caught me at tha liquor store      My baby boo she couldn't hide tha dope quicker      I'm on tha news now, down goes another nigga      An murder weapon in my draws I had to pause      They took me down town, nigga where's my phone call      I'm facin' life for tryna get my swerve on      A young nigga I'll never see tha 3rd homes           [Chorus: Ms. Peaches + C-Murder]      It's kinda hard comin' up in this wicked world as a ghetto boy      (a lil', lil', just a lil' ghetto boy)As a ghetto boy      Ghetto boy comin' up in these ghetto streets      (a lil', lil', just a lil' ghetto boy)In these ghetto streets      What you gonna do when you grow up & find yaself in penitentairy      (a lil', lil', just a lil' ghetto boy)penitentiary           [C-Murder]      Now I'm hittin' them clubs, 23 years old      An still on parole, wit a mouth fulla golds      I might whoop some ass tonight      These lil' young ass niggas they better get they mind right      Lil' daddy move I'm bigger than you      I got these brass knuckles but damn dat fool had a twenty two      I use to be a young thug way back      I tried to brake but too late he bust six caps      Wit beaucoup blood on my hand, I couldn't understand      How this young thug could shoot me man      I useta be tha same way back in tha days, but shit changed      Don't fuck wit tha lil' man           [Chorus]      It's kinda hard comin' up in this wicked world as a ghetto boy      (a lil', lil', just a lil' ghetto boy)      Ghetto boy comin' up in these ghetto streets      (a lil', lil', just a lil' ghetto boy)      What you gonna do when you grow up & find yaself in penitentairy      (a lil', lil', just a lil' ghetto boy)      (Justa lil' ghetto by)      (Justa lil' ghetto boy)      (Justa lil' ghetto boy)         Lyrics Explained: [New - 9 to talk about]      The system to be niggas missin ', they is not comin' home      I can not live like I do from here      I can not get a good lawyer I can not eat right, it's Rip Either way      Rest in peace or rest in prisons             [Plane C - murder]      Woked more than a tie in my shoes      I have three men in the cell wit my homeboys Skinew x26 Jinfu      Plane C - Tap the name of the murder of data, they gave me      What is a 187 I facin 'you can not help me      A uh nigga I really do not to hell      Without hesitation, if you visit dawg you gettin 'card      Have 3 years no county in the towers, how they found that anti-group      The third round of my niggas I zone      Tower Callio nigga they hittin 'the      Boarding houses in the Rose, they catch up with my liquor store in the tower      Hush my children can not hide her tower paint faster      I now on the news of tower fell nigga no longer      I drew a weapon and I had to suspend      They took me downtown, nigga where is my phone      I facin 'life tryna let me turn to the      A young nigga I will never see their homes in the third tower             [Chorus: Ms. Peach + The C - murder]      This is a bit hard comin 'in this wicked world slum boys        (A small, small, only a small slum boys) as a Jewish boy      Ghetto boy comin 'in these streets of slums        (A small, small, only a small slum boys) in these slums and streets      When you grow up you want to go x26 find yaself in penitentairy        (A small, small, only a small slum boys) Prison             [Plane C - murder]      Now I hittin 'them clubs, 23-year-old      One is still on parole, that is, mouth fulla gold      I might have shouted some ass tonight      These little young ass niggas they better take into account their rights      I moved a little father than you      My brass knuckles, but these data bloody cheated in 2002      I'm using is a young thugs returned to      I tried to brake, but it was too late, his chest 6 caps      Wit beaucoup blood my hands, I can not understand      How the young thugs who can beat me      Useta is a tower more than the same day in the tower, but to change the dog feces      Not a small one hell wit tower             [Chorus]      This is a bit hard comin 'in this wicked world slum boys        (A small, small, only a small slum boys)      Ghetto boy comin 'in these streets of slums        (A small, small, only a small slum boys)      When you grow up you want to go x26 find yaself in penitentairy        (A small, small, only a small slum boys)        (Justa small slums)        (Justa small slum boys)        (Justa small slum boys)

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