Let me some game to ya
You war on drugs, well, every other day a nigga's dyin' You showed yours, now let me show you Bring the six news and let me walk 'em in my shoes Through what you call the inner city and what I 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 niggas always caked up, chromed out and draped up
Constantly 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 missin' So I paid the man a visit, What's the deal? 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, watchin' him break it When he was finished, he handed a nine A nine millimeter, 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 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' bank what it's about
That's how a nigga made, got a nigga paid I'm a jacker not a slave Get money everyday, it 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 zipper baggies about to do the Cuttin' hundred dollar slabs, niggaz halves Gettin' money like a serivn' niggaz bags
Got the all blown 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 ain't So I'm to win the bread for the household 'Cause dad was no
Often in and out of caught a case out of town Got a body on his conscience but nobody made a He just through the motions, he gonna probably beat the case Still I get down on my knees and beg the to let him raise
Get up and get my workers out, '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 the bottom 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 money everyday, it no other 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 game a nigga learned to play was hoppin' yay 'cause kissin' ass was gay I'm on my business, I want money I'm jade
Well, I'm the nigga in the hood, these homies wanna be like I got when shit was but now-a-days off in this street life niggaz switch it on you, quick to put you in the crosses Now he standin' in your crib and got a pistol in your
That's muthafuckin' boy, he popped you and popped your broad Now he headed to the closet and he about to it all So watch your muthafuckin' friends 'cause them the ones that you out no future in bein' loyal when niggaz 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, it's you do it dolo way niggaz can't say shit about you when talkin' to the po po
Oh you, you know dude that fronted 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 'Cause I know, I got it comin' but 'til then I'll get my bank,
Shit you think this is, man? More for thought That's how shit go, no
You muthafucka frontin' you Fuckin' you, all your muthafuckin' life And he the muthafucka to the people You
Get that nigga ass here I by my muthafuckin' self for me
That's how a nigga made, they got a paid I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a 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 chess and spades The only other game a learned to play was Workin' yay 'cause kissin' ass was gay I'm on my business, I want money like I'm