The Ave

I used to laugh when I see dope fiends get beat
 Bleedin' all out they head in the middle of the street
 Shit, ball fights would go on in the park
 And like vampires niggas come out in the dark
 Freaks sell dope for material shit
 On the side gold-diggin' for some part-time dick
 O.G. nigga's turn into alcoholics
 What you think about it fool "Nigga I can't call it"
 Little kids run around wit' a nose full of buggers
 Well my nigga's on the block sell that rocked up shit
 Touchin' they gat everytime a fool pass
 Quick to put slugs up in a nigga's ass
 We say fuck school, we say fuck grades
 We rather get paid and snort cocaine on the Ave.
 I see some niggas I used to go to school with
 (Back at Gal)
 They look at me like my face is full of bear shit
 They don't even say whats up to a young loc
 Just put they hands on they guns inside they coats
 But I'm thinkin' to myself I ain't fearin' ya
 I remember back when ate in the cafeteria
 Huh, but those days are rested
 I grab a dime bag of ses, get my change and keep steppin'
 To the store for some zig-zags
 Every store on my corner is owned by an Araib
 But like a bucket I say fuck it I'm drivin'
 Grab my dick, spit my shit and keep rhymin'
 Cuz some nigga's don't like me, but I don't care
 They put they plex on they chest act sick and try to fight me
 Yo, but I don't want to bruise ya
 I rather take you on tour wit' me nigga then lose ya
 Then hit back to the set, roll a seven and eleven
 Hit the dice game and then... jet
 Them police wanna find me
 Because I stand on the corner all day and smoke gunji
 And I don't care about jail hoe
 I just lift weights let my hair and my nails grow
 Beat up on the fags, I did a calendar
 Now I'm even sicker on the Ave.
 Some niggas say they sucka free
 Now why the fuck you motherfuckers keep fucking with me
 I love pussy like a motherfucker
 But I'll be damned if a fool get me sprung like a clucker
 I'm not a motherfuckin animal
 You want your pussy ate baby
 find a nigga that's a cannibal (lick lick lick)
 And he'll eat your ass up
 And while he eatin you I'm on the set making big bucks
 Cuz there's money out on the streets (on the Flav.)
 And if I didn't have the streets
 then the Dog nigga wouldn't eat
 So baby throw that gum
 You got your mommy and your daddy
 and a nigga for an income
 And my niggas on the block, got one income
 that's from breakin boulders down to rocks
 But we were all born to be dead
 Why you wanna wear a vest when nigga's get shot in the head
 But a helmet won't work though
 Ya get a nine in your ass and watch your dick blow up
 Cuz real niggas just multiply
 But now days real nigga's just die
 Put a bullet in a nigga's ass laugh then jet
 Real nigga's smoke buddha hoe
 Triple cross a muthafucka then giggle at his funeral
 I snort caine with the hard heads
 Outta when I sale to make mail from the damn feds
 Now I'm about to get high
 Hit Kentucky for some chicken then the store for a St. Ide's
 Dre Dog creeps solo
 Me be wit' hella muthafuckas ah hell no
 Cuz I don't worry bout' shit
 I'm a pit and pitbulls ain't to be fucked wit'
 So I'm back on the block, snortin' caine doin' thangs
 Well them young locs just jock
 And white folks can't pass
 Give up your cash and your bags
 or getcha ass stabbed on the Ave