Let me some game to ya
You gotta war on drugs, well, every day a nigga's dyin' You yours, now let me show you mine Bring the six o'clock and let me walk 'em in my shoes Through what you the inner city and what I call the blues
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 caked up, chromed out and draped up
Constantly tellin' me, we need to get paper I'm skinny 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 thought you choked up and money Well, I can get you of 'em
I inside, watchin' him break it down When he was finished, he handed a nine A nine millimeter, nine Said, If I each one for nine, I'd have grip
But I hesitated, I ain't never sold a I done it fuck the hood up Plus all my gone
And they ain't comin' out with that in consideration I the package 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 this bank 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 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 wide for it I'm just a youngster, I done it but I will 'Cause I was you got to get it so I get it how I live
Finna get my ma a crib, she ain't So I'm forced to win the for the household dad was no support
Often in and out of court caught a case out of Got a body on his conscience but made a sound He just goin' through the motions, he probably beat the case Still I get down on my knees and beg the Lord to let him
Get up and get my workers out, supply 'em with the Give instructions to the to come up out the hood I ain't gotta pay the fronters, so I'm finally finna 'Cause the line is this homie, you gotta get paid
That's how a nigga 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 they put me in a grave, nigga
I never the trade, I fuck with chess and spades The other game a nigga learned to play was Workin' hoppin' yay kissin' ass was gay I'm on my business, I want money I'm jade
Well, I'm the nigga in the hood, little homies wanna be like I got when was good but now-a-days off in this street life These niggaz switch it on you, to put you in the crosses Now he in your crib and got a pistol in your mouth
That's your boy, he popped you and popped your broad Now he headed to the and he about to take it all So watch your muthafuckin' friends 'cause them the ones sell you out Ain't no future in bein' loyal when see you want the top
Jealous hearted muthafuckas, always to say you hatin' I don't want another homie dog, he swallowed and chased it You can make it like I made it, I think, best you do it dolo That way niggaz can't say shit about you when to the po po
Oh you, you know dude 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 comes to faces I know, I got it comin' but 'til then I'll get my bank, shit
Shit Fuck you think is, man? More food for That's how shit go, no
You been frontin' you Fuckin' with you, all muthafuckin' life 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 paid I'm a muthafuckin' not a slave Get money everyday, it no other way That's how it is until they put me in a grave,
I never 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 money like I'm jade