[Mr. You know the life situations, hard times of conversations in the streets, eliminations Shit gets iller, it's mad us niggas go through They hate us, broke and gettin dough too let me show you, niggas how I feel when I'm singin Ya niggas be O.D.'ing You show them crackers love, yo they love to take advantage Keep actin like ya black watch where ya bitch A from the wise, you know us The late slummers We creep on you with rentals, no We celebrate the summers, burn trees sit up on the the fench, watchin tournaments These niggas know the scene, roll dice for the green Bitches the more ice the Keep the cars shining, these love the creep thru the And that the the fuckin main attraction The hot bitches and ayo we all make it happen Sword sellin drugs are hard, we all rappin Hope you recognize the realism, I'm spittin Not the rap artist, but I'm hittin Put the to my lip take a sip of it Light my L, write my watch how I flip the shit Ayo ya ya be counterfeit, so tone it down a bit A move with you bullshit
Chorus: Boyz & Mel You can't hold us down, You can't us down You hold us down, You can't fuck around
[Mr. I the streets with my sounds blastin from the get up Lay confortable, why the fuck sit up shining, ordinary guy, makin cheddar Life for me and wifey and for the kid more better Better school and yo niggas better more Like some old addition kid, cheddar roots Kid you me, these rap niggas killin me my team thru police they be drillin me Niggas thrillin me, I shine the diamond For a fuckin wit you money kid I'm only rhymin But if you get it on, yo we can do it Any that's mine yo I'm steppin to it Livin life no fear My teams got my and my rear Niggas if you me, I'm right here Talkin out ya mouth, runnin out with and cant win DJ's makin tapes and can't spin These rap niggas, makin but they really trash Niggas frontin like they Parelli ass Aiyo I pass, I'd listen to some R&B Some hot maybe starrin me
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[Mr. It that my minds playin games on me Police stay harass try to the chains on me And try to me once I got up inside the game Niggas told me that shit never be the same chains what money comes around the set Niggas told me though so a nigga forget Where I came from, you the fuckin scoop hate to see us cats when we on the stoop Know the best, are caught sword in the chest that we enter murder, money and the sex Drugs, with honeys who be hustlin for cheddar They only out to it better Startin it comes from We to sell those drums too We represent the boo How we do no doubt, LB Fam IV Life, yo we out
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