The Group Home

The Group Home - We Can Do This lyrics

rate me

Yeah we can do this

We could walk thru this

25 is the work

Chorus 2X: Group Home

Check it out y'all, ain't no limit to life

Ya live your life to the fullest, make all your moves right

If marrows and obstacles that might take your life

So take it from the brother, that will stay in ya, right?

{Lil Dap}

Yo I had dreams of rockin with my man B.I.G.

Talk about Brooklyn thugs the way they used to be

What kinda kicks are that? Why they snatchin off ya hat?

No respect, no gats, situations like this black

Explanation for the judge, all about the gat

Dismiss with body language, go bring my coat and my hat

Meet me outback, we layin all the true ass facts

Cuz this is real in me, it may not be real to you

But this is how we sing it when we rock with our crew

My arm frame of mind, got me droppin bombs right now

My presense is hear, A Tear For The Ghetto for ya ear

Can't walk in fear, lyrically I'm meant to stay here

So keep ya eyes open, when we start to rock to the top

Hopefully God will hear us and open up our hearts

Droppin the jewel, walkin through the ghetto's like fool

Now watch my tools, elevate your whole damn crew

Chorus 2X

{Lil Dap}

It all started way back, when I was trying to get put on

Then right from the start, everything was on

It's like Kick In The Door, waive my things like Big

Watch and peep the kid before you squeek ya wig

Low profile, keepin my real niggas around

Cuz my defense, against all my enemies shuts

Cuz 59 minutes and counting and still climbing the mountain

Nobody cares, walkin in the streets with no fear

Holding things down, and knowin it could happen right here

Cuz my ears are wide open, my family is holding me back

Already these niggas packing offa my man black

With singing the song, peepin the knowledge what's going on?

Long is long, about it by what goes on

These brothers are fake, that's why they get punched in the face

You think about it, they not even from BK

Trying to front, get that ass smoked like a blunt

Cuz life is real, livin out here in the field

Yo straight like that, we burning ghetto's off the map

No turning back, we heard the cats was leaking black

The 7th day, we open our eyes to obay

Chorus 4X

Uh, we can do this

'99, Tear for the Ghetto baby

Yeah, we can do this

Yeah, we can do this

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