featuring Master P
We gonna ball till we fall
Were real soldiers gonna be there when the homies call x2
Chorus:
If you're lost and you look then you will find me
Time after time (only time will tell)
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time
Kane:
The ghetto's tryin to kill me
That's why I stay faded and stoned
Cause when I leave the house I never know if I'm comin home
Bullets got no name it's the dirty game
Wannabe thugs drive by for some ghetto fame
The homie got popped six times needs surgery
Hit my cigar holdin tears cause its hurtin me
I write my cousin in the pen to see if he okay
He's locked up on his little girl's first birthday
To this day love my homies dearly down to die wit em'
I ball and they ball you hear me ima ride wit em'
You fall then we fall I be there when you need me
Its easy all you gotta do is beep me
Chorus x3
(Rapping while chorus is still going)
Master P:
We gonna ball till we fall
We're real soldiers we'll be there when the homies call
Master P:
This Ghetto Got Me trapped
And homies I feel your pain
See these streets is like a living hell
and the devil be the dope man
And everybody wanna fix from heron to even powder
My little nephew's a crack baby
When he hollas momma put dinner in his baby bottle
These streets got me doin' shit that I really don't want to
But niggas gotta be strapped
with bulletproof vest or homies will ride
Through and just blast on you
And the game got me trippin
But you know I'm never slippin
And every bitch wit
