Doa Beezy - Survived the Block

This a hood story narration
I then seen more court cases then graduations
I then seen more hate then congratulations
We ain't gone talk we a leave by the vacant
They killing shit boy without a tracing

When they took bro I didnt how to take it
I needed money I didn't have the patience
I swear this block shit taught how to make it
Gang signs they taught me how to shake it
Don't want handed to me I rather take it
Don't want handed to me I rather take it

Police let off 16 on my nigga

3 shots to the head
5 shots to arm
2 shots to chest
6 shots to leg

He has hands up that's what all them said
He was in that casket with a fake arm and leg

The trenches it get scary
They say bro had gun
Man that shit wasn't necessary
Caught her first one
That bitch finally popped her cherry
I rather be judged by 12 then be carried

Hood stories I could go on forever
Remember them times when hit licks together
Remember we went on yo first hit together
We gang for life we gotta stick together
We was always talking about getting rich together

I made it out, I survived the block
Do it all over shit, I rather not
I'm full of that pain man I'm never not
I lost some people who done meant a lot
That's why I'm riding round with this 50 shot

This a hood story narration
I then seen more court cases then graduations
I then seen more hate then congratulations
We ain't gone talk we a leave by the vacant
They killing shit boa without a tracing

When they took bro I didnt how to take it
I needed money I didn't have the patient
I swear this block shit taught how to make it
Gang signs they taught me how to shake it
Don't want handed to me I rather take it
Don't want handed to me I rather take it

Written by:
Torrance Cooper

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