Twenty seven twelve that`s where I dwell
But you had to have heart to be down
From the start cuz a nigga didn`t play
That hoe shit if you got jacked you had to
Strap and that`s a rap bitch
Cuz gee`s are gee`s and youngsters are hustlers
You come up in the third bein` a buster
Cuz if the capital YA found out about you nigga
I have to take yours to make mine bigger
And you can go get yo boys and they better come correct
Cuz I got K`s and I`m a put yo ass in check
You like a pussy cat comin` up in the wood
Try`na survive in my motherfuckin` hood