I'm strait up independent,
If i hustle for the cash
then u know I'm gonna spend it.
Gangbangers drag themselves down
like anchors on boats,
anger makes cut-throats
when no one else votes.
Nortano's and crips,
serano's and tricks
shoot'n at each other
with full clips like'a nonstop blitz.
But the man with the badge
dont sport red or blue flags.
They shoot when u run
then bring body bags.
F#$% those federal fags!
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