Let me spit some to ya
You gotta war on drugs, well, every other day a dyin' You yours, now let me show you mine Bring the six o'clock news and let me walk 'em in my Through what you call the inner city and what I call the
I'm broke here and I ain't waitin' on a From a to bust tables when Petie's got a job Makin' 35 a week and all he do is run the This niggas always 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 plus I'm tired of missin' So I paid the man a visit, What's the goddamn up?
It's to see you dog I you might've choked up and money Well, I can get you of 'em
I inside, watchin' him break it down When he was finished, he a nigga nine A millimeter, nine zips Said, If I sold 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 gone
And they ain't never comin' out with that in I the package and bounced I'm home, dazin' out in a zone Eyes on my luggage, I'm to get it on Get to the house, spread it all on the Gettin' this bank what it's
how a nigga made, they got a nigga paid I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a Get money everyday, it ain't no way That's how it is they 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 wide 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 workin' So I'm forced to win the for the household dad was no support
Often in and out of caught a case out of town Got a body on his conscience but nobody a sound He just goin' through the motions, he gonna probably the case Still I get down on my and beg the Lord to let him raise
Get up and get my workers out, 'em with the goods Give instructions to the goons to come up out the 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 made they got a paid I'm a muthafuckin' not a slave Get money everyday, it no other way That's how it is until put me in a grave, nigga
I never learned the trade, I fuck with chess and The other game a nigga learned to play was Workin' yay 'cause kissin' 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 street life niggaz switch it on you, quick to put you in the crosses Now he standin' in your crib and got a in your mouth
That's your muthafuckin' boy, he popped you and popped your Now he to the closet and he about to take it all So watch your muthafuckin' friends 'cause them the that sell you out Ain't no future in loyal when niggaz see you want the top
Jealous muthafuckas, always quick to say you hatin' I don't want another homie dog, he swallowed and chased it You can it like I made it, I think, it's best you do it dolo way niggaz can't say shit about you when talkin' to the po po
Oh you, you know that that fronted me my come up I caught him comin' out the and had him done up That's why I'm skeptic when it to different faces I know, I got it comin' but 'til then I'll get my bank, shit
nigga Fuck you this is, man? food for thought That's how this go, no
You muthafucka been you Fuckin' with you, all muthafuckin' life And he the muthafucka to the people You
Get that nigga ass outta I ride by my muthafuckin' for me
That's how a nigga made, they got a paid I'm a muthafuckin' not a slave Get money everyday, it 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 kissin' ass was gay I'm on my business, I money like I'm jade