I was standing out by the street
My homie making a beat
Rythemes flying off me
Girle-Girl sayin Woa Gee
Then I woke
In a house of smoke
Girlie-Girl by my side
Dunno how we're gonna get by
Bullets flyin
Homies dieing
Girle-Girl's all I got left
Selling crystal meth
You'd think I'd be ashamed
But really You're just insane
Gotta let girle live
Even if i gotta give
My life......
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I would like to translate this poem
wow dude thats hot lifes so tough out here