Geah
  Your lesson for y'all out there
  All the thug niggas on the block regulatin'
  This goes out for y'all
  (West Side)
  Gangstas will rule the world in the Y2K
  Check it out
  
  Can y'all see where I'm comin from
  Hoods and blocks and G's with glocks
  Young thug niggas with rocks
  Everyday and night cause ain't - nuthin' changed
  Destiny is meant for niggas to hoo-bang
  Lord have mercy - to the ones that's gone
  Cause only you upstairs know was wrong
  Night time hits, here comes the fire flies
  One more block to catch the drive-by
  Code of the streets you pack heat and skeet
  Any fuckin' hoodrat bitch you can meet
  Poor muthafuckas still wating - on the county
  Young black niggas dodgin' the county mountie
  Who got the fat stacks, the pack stacks
  Slugs to your back if my clientele you jack
  Knick knack - patty wack, packs straps
  Patty-wack your own homie trying to cheat on craps
  
  From yo hood 2 my hood's all the same
  Like yo hood and mine learn the same games
  Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes
  If you get caught then don't say no names
  
  I gotta flick from a homie doing ten in the pen
  Gotta a little bigger since my lil' nigga went in
  Lotta tales 'bout fools gettin' em up and shanked
  Whose mouth tight shut? Whose shit that stink?
  Gotta lil' message - 'bout the bitch you fucked
  A nigga cross town got the hoodrat stuck
  Me and Loc jacked that nigga last week fo' ends
  I shoot a lil' paper till you up in the pen
  Fools still riding - got the spot on lock
  We gon' chill right here till you back on the block
  Nigga still bailin round here khakis and stars
  High as fuck as we throw the hood out the car
  We miss the days when you used to get drunk at night
  Never bailed on a homie when it's time to fight
  One times jacked us the last night, face in the dirt
  Tryin' to get info on who shot the store clerk
  
  From yo hood 2 my hood's all the same
  Like yo hood and mine learn the same games
  Thug niggas, strapped girls down on planes
  If you get caught then don't say no names
  
  Somebody help me out the ghetto
  Ya know - same story just like before
  I don't wanna be here just like you
  I slangs just 'bout everything to start new
  Do you have the answer?
  Niggas gettin' popped - dying off just like cancer
  You got your enemies, you got your old G's
  In the penitentiaries just want to be free
  If I had another chance would I do it again?
  Rewind the time and head right back to the pen
  Seems like I can't escaped this world of sin
  Judgement for this young thug in the end
  Time's up - this thug caught a slug
  In another town trying to slang drugs
  My moms pray for my soul
  As I lay below
  I wonder if heaven got a ghetto
  
  Chorus...
  
  Geah
  You how we do it