Let me spit game 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 o'clock news and let me 'em in my shoes Through what you call the inner city and what I call the
I'm broke here and I ain't waitin' on a a restaurant 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' skinny and he who get my weight up Straight up and plus I'm tired of meals So I the man a visit, What's the goddamn deal? up?
It's to see you dog I you might've choked up and money Well, I can get you of 'em
I went inside, him break it down he was finished, he handed a nigga nine A nine millimeter, nine Said, If I sold each one for nine, I'd grip
But I hesitated, I ain't never sold a I done seen it the hood up all my niggaz gone
And ain't never comin' out with that in consideration 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' bank what it's about
That's how a nigga made, they got a paid I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a Get money everyday, it ain't no way That's how it is until put me in a grave, nigga
I'm in the livin' room at the news Got a razor and zipper baggies about to do the fool Cuttin' hundred dollar slabs, niggaz halves Gettin' money like a muthafucka serivn' bags
Got the blocks all blown up, the whole hood Got a pistol, I shot yet, so dude's wide open 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 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 nobody a sound He just goin' the motions, he gonna probably beat the case Still I get down on my and beg the Lord to let him raise
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 finna raise 'Cause the bottom line is this homie, you get paid
That's how a nigga they got a nigga paid I'm a jacker not a slave Get money everyday, it no other way how it is until they put me in a grave, nigga
I never learned the trade, I with chess and spades The only other a nigga learned to play was Workin' yay 'cause kissin' ass was gay I'm on my business, I want like I'm jade
Well, I'm the nigga in the hood, little homies wanna be like I got when shit was good but 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 your
That's your muthafuckin' boy, he you and popped your broad Now he headed to the closet and he to take it all So watch muthafuckin' friends 'cause them the ones that sell you out Ain't no future in bein' loyal when see you want the top
Jealous hearted muthafuckas, quick to say you hatin' I don't want another homie dog, he swallowed and chased it You can make it 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 dude that me my come up I him comin' out the neighborhood and had him done up That's why I'm when it comes to different faces 'Cause I know, I got it comin' but 'til then get my bank, shit
Shit Fuck you think is, man? food for thought That's how shit go, no
You muthafucka frontin' you Fuckin' you, all your muthafuckin' life And he the muthafucka talkin' to the You
Get that nigga ass here I by my muthafuckin' self for me
That's how a 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 put me in a grave, nigga
I never the trade, I fuck with chess and spades The only other game a learned to play was Workin' hoppin' yay 'cause ass was gay I'm on my business, I want money like I'm