X-Raided (a.k.a. Nefarious) - Worldwide lyrics

First Verse (X-Raided): This is for the ghettos, gangs, k**as, pimps, playas, and thugs This for the b**hes in the ghettos that you never heard of To them b**hes and them hoes that be strugglin' In the streets tryin' to keep the cash comin' in I know it's hard, cuz don't nobody feel love They turn they back while you down Don't nobody come around Stay real Cuz, only the strong survive f** Jesse but n***a, but keep hope alive Cess weed provides relief And the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat The police wanna see a n***a dead or in the pen Abusin' your rights, can't win for losin' But then again I might take flight, I'm facin' life anyway Stripes got me thinkin' I might die any day My back is against the wall, but I ain't trapped It's a trap and if they ride, I'ma k** 'em all Small-town in the West, don't underestimate Cuz we ride with the best and we pre-meditate Full of hate, and known to hold a grudge But I be like Don Corleone, f** the jury and the judge Chorus (X-Raided): It ain't where you from, it's how you ride k**as come from everywhere, thuggin' Worldwide n***as g**n from California to Alaska Slang 'cane from Maine back down to Nebraska Every single city got a k**a in the town Every neighborhood got a n***a that put it down It ain't where you from, it's how you ride In every area code, it's hardcore Worldwide Second Verse (X-Raided): Playin' war games, we off and discounted L.A. against the bay in the Sacramento valley Ain't no respect, n***as is blind You do yours, I do mine, but that don't be workin' half the time But recognize, you ain't the only k**a in the World We come in all shapes and sizes, full of surprises From jheri curls to perms, you never know We got disguises, but when it's time to ride, n***a you better know Every hood got a square n***a But if you rub him the wrong way, he might loc up and scare n***as So watch what you say, and who you say it to Cuz he might retaliate in a day or two When he told you he would shoot family, you thought he was a coward Talkin' like Gomer Pyle in a high tower You found out the hard way you was dead wrong But it ain't no second chances, you dead and gone Cuz it ain't where you from, it's how you ride In every area code, it's hardcore Worldwide Chorus Third Verse (Hanifah): I had a close encounter With some Cali bounty hunters On the block n***as, with mad bodies on the under Check my cypher, six-shells, gats you can't decipher n***as keep it hyper, in the clique I keep it proper Watchin' who you talkin' to, watchin' who you hangin' with Watchin' where you walkin' through, watchin' who you bangin' with It's one more that goes down It's Worldwide that throws down like countdowns on sundowns k**in' n***as all around A showdown that melts down your town n***as pay for the Hellbound 'Nifah got you spellbound X with the shut down Hope your crew is ready for this Black Market throw down The Worldwide sound Cuz this is for the gangs, pimps, playas and the thugs For the b**hes in the ghetto you ain't never heard of To them b**hes and them hoes that be strugglin' And the streets tryin' to keep the cash comin' in