ghetto gospel all thugs gotta pray hear me lord yo if killin niggas is wrong god forgive me for my sins and all my evil thoughts like fuckin my girlfriends god bless my family and the bitch i bagged in the camry and any extra guns that come in handy not to play but pray for things that s corrupt but the lord knows this world is all fucked up in god s eyes every nigga is created equal to some crackers we evil cause we livin lethal and anything we gots to get gotsta get got nigga even if somebody gotsta get shot nigga why not a whole lot of thugs died on my block and i see the killer s still free so fuck cops we got no love for the lord that s why we pack gats when them shots pop bitch cops where they at probably somewhere at dunkin donuts while black child got niggas on the corner with they hands cuffed now let me load my heat before i go to sleep and pray to god i don t end up six feet deep cause if i die before i wake let me die on some pape s and all my niggas at my wake i said if i die before i wake let me die on some pape s and all my bitches at my wake god please forgive me for all my sins lord please psalms 23 the lord is my sheppard and the gun s my weapon reppin my upper sections they blessed with protection it s nothin on this earth that my soul should warn copped a house a big benz all my friends puff blunts nigga we lust to bust and guns we trust the gods copped me a path now that s right eous i m tight cause my peeps was breathin they last breath where we was bubblin in the valley of death i went to jail and end up bein the last nigga left now i fear no evil and hear no evil just threw the silencer on my desert eagle nigga to free my people i m prepared for the enemy and thugs who won t pull out and put slugs up in me lord gave me the energy now pass the hennessy word to god all y all niggas is gon remember me heh black child black child  shit if i die lord have mercy street niggas pray now let me hit the streets so my kids could eat compton oakland inglewood long beach all the thugs in the street got love for me hollis south side b k q b i don t give a fuck nigga i die for i n c and ride for e ybody that ll ride for me all my bitches out there that gave me slow nizzie when bottles of remi keep em so pissy there s no lookin back word to god bless all my hood people all my good people aight c mon nigga let s go 