Listen to this track bitch Will he will he come home tonight I'm praying for my Ganstas and my real niggas will he will he coming home Tonigh I'm praying for my gansta and my real niggas He will he come home tonight I'm praying for my ganstas and my real niggas I aint never ment to be gangsta I aint never ment to be hard This world so full of anger Its like the monies god But I know better so the chetta aint a issue Plus everybody in the chevy ridin wit ya But everybody wit ya aint down And everybody down aint wit ya All u gotta do is call his name He'll send his angels to get ya Heavenly send your angels of protection 'Cause now the whole world got weapons We gon make it home tonight Yeah im smokin and thankin about the future Livin in a world where ya own kind'll shoot ya Gettin to the money its funny but u a target Brain washed really nigga this is silly Killin bout rims killin bout cash When its about the credit they make us look pathetic So tonight I just want u to play this song And everybody make it bak home its on*