True Story

[Verse 1: Bo Deal]
As a youngin I was good, my momma worked 2 jobs to get us out the hood
My auntie used to keep me, she was gangsta like you should
And she would whip my ass every chance that she could
So I rebelled, started fighting back was the only fucking key there
Shit ain't never good getting beat on by a female
I used to cry, go and feed my fish
I used to pray, telling god I can't live like this
My older cousins used to get me, showed me what the streets bout
Til they let a older nigga come and knock my teeth out
Damn, I ain't going started fighting back
I was on my own got a pocket knife I'm striking back
My momma found out and moved up north
That's when I got worse, met a bunch of project boys
So we started robbing niggas making project noise
We was vice lords living round all them boys
My daddy came around once tried to tell me I was fucking up
I ain't seen your ass in 10 years homie don't fuck with us
Told him to beat it like MJ
I'm in deep I ain't give a fuck bout what him say
I'm in the streets, me and Valentine, BFN, Whiteboy
Lil One and ? roam through the hood all night boy
Work reach the D i was on the team, we got it in
Only niggas in the whole neighborhood that rep the field
But the Spanish folks tried to take they block back
That's when niggas started to drop, shots ?
We was riding, ? nothing
Every lick we hit we like fuck work we buying guns
I ain't sell no dope, I robbed dope niggas
Sat back and scope niggas later on ? niggas
I caught a robbery and got probation, 90 days later shoot out, got caught with a bag
Now I'm in the joint waiting to get out
So I could do it better 5 star, ? Chief felt I could do whatever
I'm back down got a ugly background
But I gotta get paid, I got work and got down
Ten bands a day, you niggas hearing me? 8 months later I'm popped, drug conspiracy
Now I'm back off in a cell for pushing dope mane
8 years, decent exchange with Mr dope game
Niggas saying they gone knock me off, I came home ain't a motherfucker touched this boss
I'm 6"4 but I got Fos whipping, when I came home them the niggas that rode with me
Now I got the whole city locked down
Fuck what a nigga say
A nigga to this fucking day will kill you if you in the way
Let a nigga rap and write these rhymes
I'm getting legal money tell they all this life of mine