Ghetto - Guilty Simpson

Check yo can I have your attention

Travel through the mind of Simpson

Running with gangsters and pimp friends

Everybody’s on a time limit

Moving fast with a side gimmick

So improvise and ride with it

Fam had a gun and he died with it

Barrel still cold

Thirty years old with his brain shot over what he owed

Some say over what he told

Some say over what he sold

Whatever still left to froze cold like the winter weather

Steal shows in the hood we don’t stick together

Killer’s mask up like we’ll stick whoever

Wish I could say they do it to live better

But really they’re rocking with the clippers

Then turn and give it to a stripper

Seems silly but try telling that to a B Millie

Ghetto of the mind