Product of the Streets lyrics

[Verse]
I'm jumping out busting, f*ck the introduction
'Cause I'm king of the M, and this ain't a discussion
[?] this ain't murder for hire
This murder for my motherf*cking hood, n*gga
OG with that work, young n*gga with [?]
Salute to the king, [?]
Tell your n*ggas you love them, mama, I'm thugging
Mama, I'm hustling, and this sh*t can get ugly
Know n*ggas that's [?] for the fifty
Know n*ggas who fourty, [?] let them get fifty
My n*ggas like twenty, we got chickens and cemmies
And they banging and I'm swanging until they come get me
I'm a prodict of my motherf*cking environment
I sold so many keys, I'm in retirement
Homeboy, keep my name out your mouth
'Cause I got n*ggas out south, who'll run in your house
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