((Posted by: WesleyJr@aol.com))

Picture this nigga, me a ghetto millionaire

And all my fucking enemies evaporated (evaporated)

Only the real can feel me (only the real)

Let's ride this one's for the killers and dealers

Still bout it bout it nigga now the world gone feel it (3X)

Stomach pains in the ghetto and I'm starving

But picture me a third ward nigga ballin'

A house on the lake and one on the hill

Imagine in a ferrari worth millions in dollar bills

If the game won't change me these niggas won't tame me

This bitches won't bring me and everybody blame me

Niggas gettin' paid started from the streets

If a nigga don't hustle then mama don't eat

I live my life with some thugs I run with killers and G's

Tech-nine and Oz's gone off hennessy and weed

Chorus(2X)

I'm asking ya'll a question who makes these white laws

And all the taxes I pay why don't the government protect superstars

They couldn't save Biggie and what about Tupac

My little brother C-Murder went to jail with AP-9 and two glocks

This ghetto got me trapped these fiends drivin' me crazy

I'm duckin' dodgin' the police penetetionary and daisy

Protected by soldiers live my life smokin'

The ghetto bottles are broken and cast popped open

Nobody want to die young but everybody gotta go

So pass me the stress release cuz even Bill Clinton smoke

Chorus(3X)

Nigga we riders (riders) for every fucking one of us they take

We takin' a hundred of them

We gonna make some motherfuckin' statements too now

But you know what that we mortalizin' together and comin' together

And we diein' together it ain't no game niggas soliders black power

'Til death do us part nigga for every nigga they take we goc