Where You At featuring Brothatone by PRo Lyrics

[Verse 2: Brothatone]
I'm in the hood where they hangin'
Bangin' and slangin'
Police is swearing it's changing
But neighbors say it's still dangerous
Homies claimin' and signin'
Like speaking some kind of language
The deaf don't even reply
They can die for twisting their fingers
I peep it and it's painful
That's why I preach it like Amos
Bringing Jesus to the region
But they just want to be gangsters
And thugs with the nine chrome
Drugs got their minds blown
Gone so I'm praying
Their minds change like timezones
I'm on the spot boy
It's hotter than Arizona
Police pop on partners
Packaging baggage of marijuana
I witness where they hangin'
In veins and slangin' cain
Like watching the ball game
The way they playing them corners
I tell a bunch of youth
That Scripture is where it's at
But they don't wanna hear the truth
As long as they bearing gats
And they strapped like a purse
Clapping like they at church
Trapping let the mack burst
Till they in the black hearse