[Mr. You the life situations, hard times of deep conversations in the streets, eliminations Shit gets iller, it's mad us niggas go through They hate us, being and gettin dough too Well let me show you, niggas how I feel I'm singin Ya niggas be O.D.'ing You can't show them crackers love, yo they to take advantage Keep actin like ya watch where ya land bitch A word from the wise, you us The late street We creep on you rentals, no hummers We the summers, burn trees sit up on the bench Against the fench, tournaments These niggas know the scene, niggas roll dice for the the more ice the mean Keep the cars shining, these love the creep the actional And that the hood the main attraction The hot bitches and niggas ayo we all it happen Sword drugs are workin 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 rhyme watch how I the shit Ayo ya niggas ya be counterfeit, so tone it a bit A move along you bullshit
Chorus: Lost & Mel You can't us down, You can't hold us down You can't us down, You can't fuck around
[Mr. I creep the streets with my sounds from the get up Lay back confortable, why the sit up Rims shining, ordinary guy, makin Life for me and and for the kid it's more better Better school and yo niggas better more some old addition listen kid, cheddar roots Kid you feelin me, these rap niggas me Shit my thru police they be drillin me Niggas thrillin me, I shine the diamond For real a fuckin wit you money kid I'm rhymin But if you get it on, yo we can do it Any business mine yo I'm steppin to it Livin life no fear My teams got my back and my if you want me, I'm right here Talkin out ya mouth, runnin out with and cant win These DJ's makin tapes and can't These rap niggas, makin money but they really frontin like they want Parelli ass Aiyo I pass, I'd listen to some R&B hot shit maybe starrin me
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[Mr. It seems that my minds playin on me Police harass try to throw the chains on me And try to warn me once I got up inside the Niggas told me that shit would never be the Niggas what money comes around the set Niggas told me so a nigga wont forget Where I came from, you know the fuckin Police hate to see us cats when we on the Know the best, are caught sword in the chest Knowin that we murder, money and the sex Drugs, fuck with honeys who be hustlin for They only out to it better where 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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