Suede Sectional E

Born up in the ghetto. Hanging out corners. Singing with the fellas. Looking for the cheese. Trying to find the big fun. Looking for some trouble. Or anyone who'll give me some. I was going crazy. Yeah. Didn't know what my life would be. Yeah. I was going oh so lazy. Yeah. Something had a spell me. Yeah. You wanna sing it now. Suede sectional, counting up cash. Jumped off the porch in the streets, now I'm Living fast. From the halls to the pen, back To the block. From the mall, get fresh, then I'm to the lot. Vroom, yeah. Look what I got. Turning donuts in the streets, This bitch hot. Skrrt. Sixteen years in and out The system. You ain't gotta ask, boy, you know I got my pistol. Boom, boom. With Stives in That Pittsburgh uniform, know we on go. I don't give a fuck who we on, yeah. Rolls Royce it straight to the mansion. Even if it's only temporary, we still had it. After all this gang banging, I'm still at it. Gucci plates and forks, eating a green salad, Yeah. Give me more Italian. Magnum extra large, I'm a stallion. Yeah. Calling shots from the clique house. Click, click, click, click. Quick to eat a bad Bitch out. Quick to eat a Perc 10 and Trip out. Meanwhile, blue tea drops getting shipped Out. I'm a mastermind, peep the logo. Once we fall out, we ain't linking up no More. Two forty millimeters, one on my wrist, One on my hip. One freeze time when it Go click, click. Spend fifty thou on a dial With no tick, tick. I'm blowing 'em out with A smile, it's the Clik. Born up in the ghetto. Hanging out on corners. Singing with the fellas. Looking for the cheese. Trying to find the big fun. Looking for some trouble. Or anyone who'll give me some. I was going crazy. Yeah. Didn't know what my life would be. Yeah. I was going oh so lazy. Yeah. Something had a spell on me. Yeah. You wanna sing it Enterprise going live from The clique house. Hell Going big in front this Bitch, I wanna dig out. Tell Stills throw the Keys to the Benz truck. I got my ends Up, I'm tryna go and pick a friend's up. And tell her hurry up, don't leave us waiting 'cause it's cold outside. There go the boys with the camera, strike a Pose outside. 'Cause we known for having poles Outside. Ghost Rolls outside. Rolls Roycie, boy, I know y'all tired. Spend a nickel on the kicks just to match With the peacoat. And flew in from out of Town, I'm in love with the deep throat. And the Terps is the same as the Broadways. These are Le Pis or fifty seconds, you can Get it in broad day. Beggars strike my name In the hallway in green paint. If they don't tell you where you is, then The streets can't. Doing donuts in the middle of The ghetto. Giving fingers to the devil and playing With heavy metal, motherfucker. Born up in ghetto. Hanging out on corners. Singing with the fellas. Looking for the cheese. Trying to find the big fun. Looking for some trouble. Or anyone who'll give me some. I was going crazy. Yeah. Didn't know what my life would be. Yeah. I was going oh so lazy. Yeah. Something had a spell on me. Yeah. You wanna sing it now. Ghetto life. You wanna sing it now. Ghetto life. Man, I'm living crazy. We at the clique house