Let me spit some to ya
You gotta war on drugs, well, every other day a nigga's You showed yours, now let me you mine Bring the six news and let me walk 'em in my shoes Through what you call the inner city and I call the blues
I'm here and I ain't waitin' on a call From a restaurant to bust tables Petie's got a job 35 a week and all he do is run the streets This niggas caked up, chromed out and draped up
tellin' me, we need to get this paper I'm gettin' and it's 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, him break it down 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 ain't sold a stone I done it fuck the hood up Plus all my niggaz
And they ain't comin' out with that in consideration I the package and bounced I'm headed home, out in a zone Eyes on my luggage, I'm to get it on Get to the house, it all on the couch Gettin' this what it's about
That's how a nigga made, they got a nigga I'm a jacker not a slave Get everyday, it ain't no other way That's how it is until put me in a grave, nigga
I'm in the room lookin' at the news Got a razor and some zipper baggies to do the fool Cuttin' dollar slabs, wholesalin' niggaz halves Gettin' money like a muthafucka niggaz bags
Got the blocks all up, the whole hood smokin' Got a pistol, I ain't shot yet, so dude's wide for it I'm just a youngster, I ain't it but I will 'Cause I was taught you got to get it so I get it how I
Finna get my ma a crib, she workin' So I'm to win the bread for the household dad was no support
Often in and out of court caught a out of town Got a on his conscience but nobody made a sound He just goin' through the motions, he gonna probably the case Still I get down on my knees and beg the to let him raise
Get up and get my out, supply 'em with the goods instructions to the goons to come up out the hood I ain't gotta pay the fronters, so I'm finna raise 'Cause the line is this homie, you gotta get paid
That's how a nigga they got a nigga paid I'm a muthafuckin' not a slave Get everyday, it ain't no other way how it is until they put me in a grave, nigga
I never learned the trade, I fuck with chess and The only other a nigga learned to play was Workin' hoppin' yay 'cause ass was gay I'm on my business, I want money like I'm
Well, I'm the nigga in the hood, these little homies wanna be I got when shit was good but now-a-days off in this street These switch it on you, quick to put you in the crosses Now he standin' in your and got a pistol in your mouth
That's your muthafuckin' boy, he popped you and your broad Now he to the closet and he about to take it all So watch your muthafuckin' '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 best you do it That way niggaz can't say shit about you when to the po po
Oh you, you know that dude that me my come up I caught him out the neighborhood and had him done up That's why I'm skeptic when it comes to faces I know, I got it comin' but 'til then I'll get my bank, shit
Shit Fuck you this is, man? More for thought how this shit go, no
You muthafucka been you Fuckin' with you, all your muthafuckin' And he the muthafucka talkin' to the You
Get that nigga ass 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 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 a nigga learned to play was Workin' hoppin' yay 'cause ass was gay I'm on my business, I money like I'm jade