The Street Life

by Nicole   Aug 4, 2004


The street Life

One day I was kicking it and this fine ass boy walked by
I couldn't stand one more second this boy had to be mine
But what I didn't know is he was banging all along
Nothing could stop him for his pride was to strong

He used to have many friends and now he has a few
His homies didn't like the things that he tried to do
So then he started hood hopping and banging from la
His homies tried to warn him those aren't games that you play

So now that his homies are tired of his games
The don't got his back, they feel so much shame
Now there going to jump him and he has no idea why
Because everything they told him was one great big lie

I can't believe they are trying to fuk up my baby boo
But I guess they tried to warn him because hood hopping you don't do
I wish that the street life in San Berdu were another way
Then my baby boo would still be here this day

That one day that it happened we were walking together holding hands
And then all of a sudden out from a car out came this man
Then all of a sudden he pulled out this gun and shot him in the chest
I sat there crying so much until all the gangsters left

I sat there and I held him until the police and ambulance came
For all this was his homies fault they were all to blame
I can't believe they took his life and didn't even care
So live everyday to the greatest because no one knew his was near

Comment you guys please!!! This didnt really happen but im scared it going to to my ex!!!

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  • 19 years ago

    by LiiL MaMa

    Ey Guh this poema is tight. Stay up and dont worry. Everything happens for a reason chica. WEll Holla back. Much love y respect. Guerra