Eye for an Eye - Doe B, Trenacote Shawty

Ye' ain’t 'bout where you from, nigga’s 'bout you back

Make sure you have heart 'fore you stab it in a fight

Give a young nigga a gun, he going to shoot or get shot

Dawg and all these nigga’s crunk, won’t be able to get got

It’s an eye for an eye

Eye for an eye

Eye for an eye

Eye for an eye

Yeah, welcome to the concrete jungle

What tomorrow ain’t promise

And nigga’s shoot choppa’s like jumpa’s

Well, if you fake you get ate like lasagna

Nigga, these the streets that controlled by us youngsters

Twenty-five and under

In the great words of Sunny Cash, «Respect your minors.»

If ye' ain’t 'bout that life, it don’t take a scientist

To figure out you need to take a different route

Can’t wait 'til that day that they let my nigga’s out

Real nigga’s out

Sometimes you get put in a lose-lose situation

Kill or be killed, gray yard or probation

Eye for an eye, brother got shot

Long night, cold days, thugging on the block

got to keep a Glock

Yes, weigh my dough, if you really want to shop

Remember, I had none, bitches wouldn’t stop

Now I’m on top, bitches coming by the flock

Me and Doe Beezy got the streets on lock

Don’t play with them young’uns, they’ll set you on fire

Nigga, I don’t lie, and numbers don’t lie

Before I was rapping, I was living that life

Couple nigga’s left me, and these bitches ain’t right

Got to watch these haters, cause they living so sheisty