Saw A Gangsta Cry

the way some cats they get they cash f**k around have a gun in your face tied up and they whoopin your a*s man, most cats they dont play cause their moms get high i can still recall the day i saw a gangsta cry man under the hot sun young cats they buck with hot guns fat ones man if you sellin this you better know the consequence shit walk just like army ants yeah man let me borrow that please homeboy dont be no snitch put this business before that fine bitch here go a cla*sic tale a mother f**ker just got out of jail slipped up on some major mail then went back to jail on major bail yo man most cats they dont play cause their mom get high i can still recall the day i saw a gangsta cry dont be no perpetrator f**k around be on a respirator goin' up to heaven on a escalator cause they sent you to hell on a elevator yo right in front of corner stores with the .45 slugs some might say theres unity but there aint no love crack a smile like a beer bottle dont worry about the bullet cause it feels hollow keep your foot on the gas throttle these mother f**kers aint no role models blow your mind with an evil disguise wiggin this nigga right in front of your eyes where he got shot thats where he lies layin there dead with open eyes blow you over on a street corner its all about that b soda breaking arms and shoulders cause this drama is thick as quotas they busted you and you bust back and just like a whip u gonna snap back how they gonna f**k with you f**k that kill them all so they dont come back mind state crime rate hell waits but jail baits man if you make a mistake dont even wait but mother f**ker get up outta my face its a dirty loss for a dirty game so mother f**ker its a dirty shame i saw a gangsta cry i saw a gangsta cry i saw a gangsta cry i saw a gangsta cry it was a trip when i first saw a gangsta cry didnt know didnt ask didnt wonder why it was a trip when i first saw a gangsta cry didnt know didnt ask didnt wonder why indistructable f**k with a nigga busted slow ten years seven digits