[Intro: Fatman Scoop, (Flipmode One)
Haha, Rebel Music
Haha, Labba (Rapzilla)
Monsta Block, Rebel Music (Flipmode)
Hollaback Productions
My man DJ Polik, right
It's love and hate in the barrio
Sunshine and rain in the barrio
Come and feel the pain in the barrio
Throw it up, keep reppin' your barrio
Watch your back when you're steppin' in the barrio
Some got guns on the waist in the barrio
Come and feel the pain in the barrio
Throw it up, keep reppin' your barrio
It's the drugs, the pain, the struggle, the rain
The fear, the cries, the tears in your eyes
The fact, reality check, we warned ya
The next generation's waitin' on street corners
You make a move and the system gon' stop you
Quickly from doing good 'til you back on the block
They say what I'm sayin' sounds like I'm really silly
But our kids walkin' with nine milli-millis
This world's cursed and them words immergin'
It's gettin' worse and worse, every person searchin'
For work, the perfect way, make it live and worth it
Shit means nothin' like love without trust
Nah, it means nothin' 'cause they don't care
As long as they on top, they won't share
So all we got is us
I believe in the love of my peeps, in God we trust
It's love and hate in the barrio
Sunshine and rain in the barrio
Come and feel the pain in the barrio
Throw it up, keep reppin' your barrio
Watch your back when you're steppin' in the barrio
Some got guns on the waist in the barrio
Come and feel the pain in the barrio
Throw it up, keep reppin' your barrio
From 10:45 to 6:45
Sixteen bottles of Cris'
I wanna bang Aguilera and French kiss
Missy I'ma get it, in a New York minute
She's cookin' me T-bone steaks and eggs with it
Wanna know what I got in that room?
Couple of bars, couple of shrooms
And some weed, that shit's for hallucination
A gangsta bitch, I walk around naked
Just in case a bitch can't really make it
That's the way we roll
I buy the party, and I take it home
Like Diddy, I plan to sit on zillies
I throw it back and roll up a Phillie
'Cause my flow is silly, you feel me though?
The Fatman ain't Iyah, the Fatman is Bayah
It's love and hate in the barrio
Sunshine and rain in the barrio
Come and feel the pain in the barrio
Throw it up, keep reppin' your barrio
Watch your back when you're steppin' in the barrio
Some got guns on the waist in the barrio
Come and feel the pain in the barrio
Throw it up, keep reppin' your barrio
It's love and hate in the barrio
Sunshine and rain in the barrio
Come and feel the pain in the barrio
Throw it up, keep reppin' your barrio
Watch your back when you're steppin' in the barrio
Some got guns on the waist in the barrio
Come and feel the pain in the barrio
Throw it up, keep reppin' your barrio
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