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Lil Girl Lyrics - The Hard Way - 213

Lil' girl from the ghetto ran away from home 

Tryin' to be a fucking woman acting way too grown 

Then she ran across the border homie, 24-inch chromes 

Now she walking down the track and stripping 

With them brand new high heels on 

 

She too young for me so I passed her to the next dude 

Got hood fame, what a shame what X' do 

Hang with a crew that love getting revenue 

With a description of 1972 

 

Now who's the mack in the 'Lac leaning to the side 

24's gleaming, sitting up high? 

Ride and won't die but you young bitch 

Spit words so fly, get you sprung, bitch 

 

Young Slick, his name, chasing Don Juan fame 

Trying to replace him with modern day game 

We don't hate then shoot if you mess with his prostitute 

And what I hear, he got a lot to shoot 

 

Now what if dude get your crew Slick got one too? 

Don't let the pimpin' fool you, he got hot ones too 

Blew his brains out now he catching chain out to Chino's 

Slick got caught up fucking with a young dogg 

 

My nigga Slick was a gangbang motherfucking lunatic 

Nigga out to get a grip, sworn in to do this shit 

Nigga only do this shit and make this shit official 

A little bitty nigga quick to hit you with the pistol 

 

Ain't no motherfuckers squabbin' me and that's on 20s 

Plenty niggaz felt the wrath of his deuce-deuce gun blast 

Ask Cuz on the corner with the bullet holes his chest blast 

Dumb-dumb don't want come test 

 

'Cuz he'll lay you to rest, tattooed with a set on his neck 

Demanding respect, Crip or die, is how he ride 

Long Beach, East Side roll in two times 

Every nigga on the yard know Cuz' rep 

 

A straight gangsta for life and I love that 

It's not just a job fool it's a lifestyle 

And when you're slipping, woo-wam-lights-out 

 

Lil' boy from the ghetto with you're greased up khaki's on 

Used to be a ball player, homie what the fuck went wrong? 

Used to see him on the corner daily hand up on his throne 

Tried to knock him off a bank recently, 25 to life, so long, he gone 

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