We're the sons and daughters of the poor man, the middle class man, forced down to serve by the rich man's hand. This is the perspective of a poor dead
Niggaz know me homie the O.G. West Coast Don, I'll smash on anyone On my daughter and my two sons, the set and my two guns I move the dubs and let D
up Rappers comin to New Jersey and be gettin fucked up Talkin about where they from and shit when dem sons ain't runnin shit and go off a BIT if you
just so controversial Niggas know me homey, the o g West coast don i smash on anyone On my daughter and my two sons, the set and my two guns I move the dubs and
choke up Rappers comin to New Jersey and be gettin fucked up Talkin about where they from and shit when dem sons ain't runnin shit and go off a BIT if
and I can't tell Heaven and hell keep playing mind games [Verse 2:] From trials and tribulations I've developed a knack for patience So I'm camouflaged and
