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 o'clock news and let me 'em in my shoes Through what you call the city and what I call the blues
I'm broke and I ain't waitin' on a call From a restaurant to bust tables Petie's got a job Makin' 35 a and all he do is run the streets niggas always caked up, chromed out and draped up
Constantly tellin' me, we need to get paper I'm gettin' skinny and it's he who get my up Straight up and I'm tired of missin' meals So I paid the man a visit, What's the deal? up?
It's to see you dog I thought you might've up and money Well, I can get you of 'em
I went inside, watchin' him it down When he was finished, he handed a nigga A nine millimeter, nine Said, If I each one for nine, I'd have grip
But I hesitated, I ain't never a stone I done it fuck the hood up Plus all my niggaz
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, it all on the couch 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 no other way how it is until they put me in a grave, nigga
I'm in the room lookin' at the news Got a razor and some zipper baggies about to do the Cuttin' hundred slabs, wholesalin' niggaz halves Gettin' like a muthafucka serivn' niggaz bags
Got the blocks all blown up, the whole hood 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 I was taught 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 bread for the dad was no support
Often in and out of court caught a out of town Got a body on his but nobody 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 goons to come up out the I ain't pay the fronters, so I'm finally finna raise 'Cause the bottom line is this homie, you get paid
how a nigga made they got a nigga paid I'm a muthafuckin' not a slave Get everyday, it ain't no other way That's how it is until they put me in a grave,
I never learned the trade, I fuck 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 I'm jade
Well, I'm the nigga in the hood, little homies wanna be like I got shit was good but now-a-days off in this street life These 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 muthafuckin' boy, he popped you and popped your broad Now he to the closet and he about to take it all So watch your muthafuckin' friends 'cause them the ones that you out Ain't no future in bein' loyal when see you want the top
hearted muthafuckas, always quick to say you hatin' I don't want another 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 can't say shit about you when talkin' 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 it comes to different faces I know, I got it comin' but 'til then I'll get my bank, shit
Shit you think this is, man? More food for That's how shit go, no
You muthafucka been you Fuckin' with you, all your life And he the muthafucka talkin' to the You
Get nigga ass outta here I by my muthafuckin' self for me
That's how a nigga made, they got a paid I'm a muthafuckin' not a slave Get money everyday, it ain't no way That's how it is they put me in a grave, nigga
I learned the trade, I fuck 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 money like I'm jade