N-ggas on the da street

by Kendra Renee'
(Alabama)

N-ggas on da street
I see em' every week.
Thinkin they really doin some.
When they really aint doin nun.
Beatin on they girls like that shit be alright.
Den mad when he find his self cryin after leavin her funeral on saturday night.

I said it once and I'll say it twice.
YALL N-GGAS ON THE STREET AINT LIVIN RIGHT.
You can like this poem or you can hate it son,
Opinions r like assholes, EVERYBODY got one.

I see you walkin with dem chains hangin low.
Then when yo neck turn green, you like you den know.
N-ggas on da street.
What do yall be thinkin?
Yall dem type of dudes that be slippin and creepin.
......AND GET CAUGHT!

HA!
You think you smart don't you?
So called "livin the thug life"
HA!
N-gga PLEASE get right.

Ain dowin all yall n-ggas.
Especially the ones that's doin right.
But like I said before, some of yall n-ggas aint livin right!!!