Gp Wu Black On Black Crime

Respect To Real Hip Hop Lyrics: Pop The Brown Hornet I m not sure no more, constant war What s it all for Everybody out here poor Niggas cuttin throat, got crackheads sellin soap Little shorties down the block pushin dope and coke Try and make it out the ghetto, where you gon run to Overseer got you exactly where he want you In the projects doin fucked up things Like sellin crack, it s like my whole family s fiends If it ain t one thing it s bound to be another Peace to all the three time felons, word