Raheem - 5th Ward lyrics

(Ghetto dope) (5th Ward) (5th Ward ba**) [ VERSE 1 ] I'm one bad muthaf**a out the Nickel If a boy think he rough enough, then tell him just step Cause other than the Nickel, I ain't seen a man rough enough To do the sh** the n***as out the Nickel do, yet Like in the Nickel ain't a night without gunshots 9mm's and them Uzis ain't sh** You better be prepared to shoot a gang of muthaf**as Cause them n***as out the Nickel just love to click And f** a p**y up until a p**y can't see straight Hear straight, walk straight, do sh** straight And brothers out the Ward'll k** a man with the quickness Drive through South Park, you need a jimmy jam-plate What them boys know bout 5th Ward? (5th Ward) (5th Ward) (5th Ward ba**) Huh, what them boys know bout 5th Ward? (Ghetto dope) (5th Ward) (5th Ward) (5th Ward ba**) [ VERSE 2 ] A lot of ignorant muthaf**as out of 5th Ward'll Deal with petty crime, and maybe snatch a b**h purse You're probably sayin, "How you still livin to tell the story?" When you live in the jungle, you learn to shoot a man first And I'm a n***a quick to shoot a n***a when his guard's down f** that other sh**, let me regret it when I'm done f**in with the beat, to tell the truth, is kinda dangerous Cause ever since a kid I never really caught one I learned to shoot, let go if muthaf**as triple-crossed me Never trust a b**h and learned to juggle c**aine Keep a n***a's a** off of Liberty and Waco Cause that right there's a corner the hardrock claim Now many say that they done come up out of 5th Ward Mingled with the roughest, and the toughest, and the best If ever there's a n***a who you think ain't out of 5th Ward I'm a show you how you put his a** to a test Ask him where he from, and if he stutter, he a lyin a** Brothers out the Nickel don't forget where they from Ain't a b**h that a 5th Ward man ain't f**ed Ain't a muthaf**in crime his a** ain't done Anytime you see em, that's a set of ex-convicts Who plan to go back in it anytime, it's just when A.K.-47 in the trunk with a Magnum b**h, you better run, because your a** can't win What them boys know bout 5th Ward? [ VERSE 3 ] Now everybody know that 5th Ward's where I come from So I'ma show a 4th Ward n***a where it'is at Anytime he ready for the war, come check me I walk by myself, and I don't look over my back Cause who and all your posse and your friends and your family Ain't never gon' be ready for the wrath of the king So you and all your dancers that you call your little lynch mob Ain't even got no business with your a** in the ring Now Jazzie Redd, that's my boy and I respect him like a brother Anybody try to diss him, in some deep, deep sh** I'm the first muthaf**a with a record out of Houston And last muthaf**a you should wanna f** with At heart I'm still a Geto Boy, trigger-happy n***a With the love for 'making trouble', and the hate for a snitch Known to take your money, take your life, and take your j**elry So how you gonna play me when you look like you would b**h? What them boys know bout 5th Ward?