Let me some game to ya
You war on drugs, well, every other day a nigga's dyin' You showed yours, now let me you mine Bring the six o'clock news and let me 'em in my shoes what you call the inner city and what I call the blues
I'm broke here and I waitin' on a call From a restaurant to bust tables Petie's got a job Makin' 35 a week and all he do is run the This niggas always caked up, out and draped up
tellin' me, we need to get this paper I'm gettin' skinny and he who get my weight up Straight up and I'm tired of missin' meals So I paid the man a visit, What's the goddamn up?
It's to see you dog I you might've choked up Respect and Well, I can get you of 'em
I went inside, watchin' him break it When he was finished, he a nigga nine A millimeter, nine zips Said, If I each one for nine, I'd have grip
But I hesitated, I never sold a stone I done seen it fuck the up Plus all my niggaz
And they ain't never comin' out with in consideration I took the and bounced I'm headed home, dazin' out in a on my luggage, I'm abouts to get it on Get to the house, it all on the couch Gettin' this bank it's about
how a nigga made, they got a nigga paid I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a Get everyday, it ain't no other way That's how it is until they put me in a grave,
I'm in the livin' lookin' at the news Got a razor and some baggies about to do the fool hundred dollar slabs, wholesalin' niggaz halves Gettin' money like a muthafucka niggaz bags
Got the blocks all blown up, the hood smokin' Got a pistol, I ain't shot yet, so dude's open for it I'm just a youngster, I ain't done it but I 'Cause I was taught you got to get it so I get it how I
Finna get my ma a crib, she ain't So I'm to win the bread for the household 'Cause dad was no
Often in and out of caught a case out of town Got a body on his conscience but nobody made a He goin' through the motions, he gonna probably beat the case Still I get on my knees and beg the Lord to let him raise
Get up and get my workers out, supply 'em the goods Give instructions to the to come up out the hood I ain't gotta pay the fronters, so I'm finally raise 'Cause the bottom line is this homie, you gotta get
That's how a nigga made they got a nigga I'm a muthafuckin' not a slave Get everyday, it ain't no other way That's how it is they put me in a grave, nigga
I never learned the trade, I fuck with and spades The only other game a nigga to play was Workin' hoppin' yay 'cause ass was gay I'm on my business, I money like I'm jade
Well, I'm the nigga in the hood, these homies wanna be like I got when was good but now-a-days off in this street life These niggaz switch it on you, quick to put you in the Now he standin' in your crib and got a pistol in mouth
That's your muthafuckin' boy, he popped you and popped broad Now he headed to the closet and he about to it all So your muthafuckin' friends 'cause them the ones that sell you out Ain't no future in bein' loyal niggaz see you want the top
Jealous muthafuckas, always quick to say you hatin' I don't want homie dog, he swallowed that and chased it You can make it like I made it, I think, it's you do it dolo That way niggaz can't say shit you when talkin' to the po po
Oh you, you know that dude that me my come up I him comin' out the neighborhood and had him done up That's why I'm skeptic when it comes to faces 'Cause I know, I got it comin' but then I'll get my bank, shit
nigga Fuck you think is, man? More for thought That's how this go, no
You muthafucka been you Fuckin' with you, all your life And he the talkin' to the people You
Get that ass outta here I ride by my muthafuckin' for me
That's how a nigga made, they got a nigga I'm a muthafuckin' not a slave Get money everyday, it ain't no way how it is until they put me in a grave, nigga
I learned the trade, I fuck with chess and spades The other game a nigga learned to play was Workin' hoppin' yay 'cause ass was gay I'm on my business, I want money I'm jade