Coming hard core looking like a gangster, bitch
Trying to front like you ain't rolling filthy rich
Laguna Hills you were born and raised
But you're claiming South Central is where you spent your days
Coming out hard talking crazy shit
Knowing in your mind that you really don't fit
Standing up straight with a gangster lean
Talking gangster slang about what you seen
Take a chance, kid
Take a chance
Take a chance, kid
Don't fall down hard again
Take a chance, kid
Take a chance
Take a chance, kid
Don't fall down hard again
My turn
You better think twice before you come at me
Right through your fucking dome I can clearly see
Hey little dog, you gonna bark all day?
Cause toe to toe, in the ring, is where I play
So you better step back and check yourself
Stop fronting and just be yourself
Cause no one cares what set your claiming
Till someone grabs their gun and starts their aiming at you
Take a chance, kid
Take a chance
Take a chance, kid
Don't fall down hard again
Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya
Tripping out cause ya got no clout
Take a chance, kid
Take a chance
Take a chance, kid
Don't fall down hard again
My verse
'Cause it ain't about how hard you are
Try using your brain and you will go far
Be true to the color that you were born with
Not the fucking color that you're adorned with
So keep it real and always be true
And be yourself in all that you do
Stand up tall and get some respect
And always remember, keep yourself in check
Take a chance, kid
Take a chance
Take a chance, kid
Don't fall down hard again
Take a chance, kid
Take a chance
Take a chance, kid
Don't fall down hard again
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