(Chorus)
Look How They Raised Us
I swear these streets ain't safe for a playa
My n***a better say a prayer
Nowadays a n***a can't tell
If it's heaven or hell
Chrome 9's and Shells

Verse 1 (Mac Daddy aka Chris Kelly)
If it ain't like gray I can't play a part of it
If ain't 50 or more we won't start it
You think retarted
N***a we real artists
The type that'll tell you no lies we real honest
You feeling me
These prissy hoes be killing me
New ice on
I guess they ice scrillin me
Willing
You seen more of my dick so im a play it like you never seen it ever exist
Yeah Chris
We ain't got no way out play with us fuck around get played out you weigh out that's what they said at a young age now im of age we get money they catch some raise
We'll tell you how much I got in the bank
But n***as will be mad and hoes wouldn't give me a break
It's like a n***a off Ricki Lake
If you couldn't see the problem then you couldn't relate
Verse 2 ( Daddy Mac aka Chris Smith)
Ayo my mind's like deja vu
All this shit the same
Feel like a trap
Hopeless n***a
Pipe dreams
Trying to survive
Feening dough
Live or die
Only time will tell gun caught
Momma don't cry
Who can I trust?
It's time to go to war
Only when it's love do you go raw
Love for money
Shed light
Time I school em
And tell that you ruined them
Trife hoe
Crooked politician
Public schools ain't safe children won't listen
But ain't nobody giving a fuck
Hold your head high
Never give up
No turn around kid
This a stickup
Im like your local news reporter feel like everyday
Getting shorter sort of on a borderline
I ain't lying
Money greed jealously
Jealously turned to greed
Love all a n***a really need
All his heart want for her all he ever want for her
How you like your true to life Shit
Keep it tight kid
Uh!
(Verse 3 ) You can give me a million years plus life in the pent
I'll let you coop me dead shoot me
I'll still won't snitch
What ever happened to the old days of knocking a snitch
Rock him a sleep
Before the population decrease
Your man is going 50 while you only did 5
Stop may ride your word as you drop of a dime
I don't have no rap for you fake ass cats
Especially if the cat is a dirty ass rat
I wonder how can a snitch touch the ground again
Cause the truth is he should've got knocked in the pent
But instead he's out in society telling again
Mother's worse cause ????
He cooperated with the feds to buy a brand new Benz
They say once you do it once you bound to do it again
You better break down now before yo body be found
Cause im prepared to die now by the grace of the lord
N***a