featuring Master P

We gonna ball till we fall

Were real soldiers gonna be there when the homies call x2

Chorus:

If you're lost and you look then you will find me

Time after time (only time will tell)

If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting

Time after time

Kane:

The ghetto's tryin to kill me

That's why I stay faded and stoned

Cause when I leave the house I never know if I'm comin home

Bullets got no name it's the dirty game

Wannabe thugs drive by for some ghetto fame

The homie got popped six times needs surgery

Hit my cigar holdin tears cause its hurtin me

I write my cousin in the pen to see if he okay

He's locked up on his little girl's first birthday

To this day love my homies dearly down to die wit em'

I ball and they ball you hear me ima ride wit em'

You fall then we fall I be there when you need me

Its easy all you gotta do is beep me

Chorus x3

(Rapping while chorus is still going)

Master P:

We gonna ball till we fall

We're real soldiers we'll be there when the homies call

Master P:

This Ghetto Got Me trapped

And homies I feel your pain

See these streets is like a living hell

and the devil be the dope man

And everybody wanna fix from heron to even powder

My little nephew's a crack baby

When he hollas momma put dinner in his baby bottle

These streets got me doin' shit that I really don't want to

But niggas gotta be strapped

with bulletproof vest or homies will ride

Through and just blast on you

And the game got me trippin

But you know I'm never slippin

And every bitch wit