Sweet - One Army (Grove street)

[talking]Ayo Its sweet from grove street homie,Back in the map 4lyf nigga'


ayo round here we roll with real tec nine's
connect it to your head,you will loose your life
and i know you wont defferntly survive
so better,run when sweets arrive's
also,F**k yayo,never made a gang tight
thats why we catch them slippin in rolllin highetz (F**k dem)
shit aint changed Foo,F**k any one gets on ma sight
*GUNSHOT* leave you flying like kite
and F**k tenpenni and pulaski
2 hoodrats walkin to everyhood,like some og's
who the F**k he thinks is he?
balla asslickers,and now they wanna be homies?
front yard knows not to come past the line
once they do,they come front of the nine *Gunshot*
grove street,one army in one line
flaggin up green rags,let them knows the sign
and i wont forget,rest in peace brian
he shouldnt die,i should of end up dieing
F**k the fakes,ma words are true,i wont be lieing
F**k a fake,i rather die like a real g trying

**Ryder**Layin' on couch,smokin' PCP blunt and hears da' song
Ryder:Shiii''**Cough**...That's my foo' Sweet...Geeeeee'...**Puff Puff** Cheeea'

/me notices the song and forms a ''F'' with his left hand and raises his left hand up in the air
Ol' Familie : Geah this shii' is tight dawg

/me turns on the Radio and sits down in the chair, taking a sip of a 40 Oz.
/do *Sweet - One Army (Grove Street)* starts playing.
Madd Dogg: Damn, that wasn't too bad.