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Nigga, Nigga!!
Dayum.. I knew dis rap shit
Could have a nigga beefin' wit his own homebois,
fucked up, but dis how it goes...


Came up (Yuh!), I did my
Dis is so real I ain't sayin' no (Nah!)
wit' a dream like Martin Luther King
'Till tha Fed's came sayin' my whole team (Huh!)
Switched my game up, started from tha (Why?!)
My on tha way I don't need these problems (Aiight)
Find me a new job - I rap
So I got a new squad, got out tha trap
Didn't too many niggas ridin' wit' me then (Uh)
But now wanna ride in my Benz (Uhh!!)
Dis one dat I called a friend of mine
He was really right when I didn't have a dime (Yeahh!)
But I stayed on tha grind, waited in tha
dat we'd both git rich in due time (Nigga!)
My blessin' came and started to listin
It's now so I put him in posission (Owh!)
To ride wit' a nigga, and make his own
Can't give him tha world but hayell, I did I can
He got a man dat he called his artist (Yeah!)
I took him right in like "Damn, start dis." (C'monn!)
Brought him 50 to show him what he got
He looked at me quickly and he was hot
We was on our way, to tha top
But my homeboi like his man need to drop (Uh ohh)
His kicks in, now here we go
My homeboi feelin' I owe a lil' mo'
Meanwhile dis tha 1st week my out (Okayye!)
Shit my own damn mama didn't a house (Phureal!)
Stay tha way I post dis
tha lights on, you can see tha roaches (Uh huh)
Shit got bad, my really got mad
he started losin' everythang dat he had (Aahh!)
Nobody to blame but who else, Guess
He started sendin' threats what he gon' do (Whudd!!)
Now I can't live dis beef stuff (Nah)
Dis ain't New York, my city ain't big
So I'm lookin' fo' my homeboy guns and shit (C'monn)
Askin' The Lord how did it to dis (Why?!)
There he goes, right there with his toy
I'm all by myself, git dis ova
Dogg down on the crowd, don't nobody move
my homeboi at, what he say he gon' do? (Huh!)
Outta nowhere, my homeboi show his (Aye!)
But one of his souljas a gun from his waist (Dayum!!)
I started to shoot, but I in his eyes
And then i realized dat he didn't die
So it's to my homeboi, Wussup now?!
He like "Damn Buck, you actin' fucked up now"
I'm like "Nawhh, niggas say you trynnah me."
Glock still out nobody gittin' me (Unh uh)
A car opens, and who do I see?!
My homeboi who was down wit' me
He holla "Put ya guns down, and put ya up" (What?!)
I thinkin' I just fucked ya man up
Picked up my strap, hopped in my truck (C'monn)
Told my "Ya mayn's an act up" (Nigga!!)
Weeks by, and we got back cool
First it's shame on 'em, then shame on you (You!)
'Cause same ol' dues dat i let back round (Okayye)
Doin' all kinds'a shit behind my now
Wanna sleep wit' tha to make some noise? (Aiight!)
But dis how it go in tha streets, you war witcha homeboi


They smilin' in ya
All tha time they wanna ya place (Backstabbas.. Backstabbas..)
They in ya face
All tha time wanna take ya place (Backstabbas.. Backstabbas..)