| What | |
| This.. this here's real, nigga | |
| It's real, nigga | |
| Too real | |
| Pay attention even though i'm young, nigga | |
| Look, look | |
| This one here's on tha up, dog | |
| For all my people with bad luck, dog | |
| Strugglin', tryin' ta make a buck, dog | |
| For all tha peeps who ain't with us, dog | |
| For all my niggas in angola, stay tough, dog | |
| See, this from shorty on tha real | |
| I'm tired of seein' my niggas gettin' killed | |
| They hustlin' for a mil, nigga, hustle for your bills | |
| If ya think ya need help, holla at me, wodie, i'm trill | |
| If i got it ta spend, then i got it ta kill | |
| But listen, man.. i know ya see tha ice glistenin', man | |
| I know it make you wanna go get it bad | |
| But ya gotta think 'fore ya move, partna | |
| 'cause it'll make your ship sink and you will lose, partna | |
| I know you hate ta take it from a young nigga like me | |
| But i betcha can't name one nigga like me | |
| That's why i'm tryin' ta preach, my nigga | |
| And teach, my nigga | |
| If ya don't work ya don't eat, my nigga | |
| (chorus 2x [juvenile]) | |
| They got a million and one things that you could be doin' | |
| Than hangin' around this mother****er talkin' to your children | |
| Get off your ass, lil' daddy, and go and get it | |
| It's starin' at ya right in your face, you ain't wit it | |
| [juvenile] | |
| Look at ya, you're ****in' up and i can tell it too | |
| What is ya smokin'? everything a nigga sellin' you?! | |
| I know you could do better than that, and deserve more | |
| Ya use to be tight with your game back in '84 | |
| All tha hoes use ta jock ya | |
| Niggas use ta knock ya | |
| Stay a big shot, mother****er couldn't stop ya | |
| Then ya went ta runnin' 'round tha project with them junkies | |
| Holes in your shoes, and your body all funky | |
| Lips all ashy, eyes popped out | |
| Spendin' your children check, takin' food out they mouth | |
| And you get mad with me 'cause i don't wanna give you ten | |
| I don't support your habit, nigga, y'all grown men | |
| I got kids ta feed, i got bills ta pay | |
| I got people comin' askin' for shit everyday | |
| I can't please everybody, but i love my folks | |
| If i give ya everything, baby, i'ma be broke | |
| (chorus 2x) | |
| [turk] | |
| Look... look.. look | |
| Where i stay, times is hard for a lot of my peeps | |
| Some of my rounds doin' bad.. can't even much eat | |
| Everytime i pass through, beggin' me for a dollar | |
| Thinkin' i owe them somethin', don't even wanna holla | |
| Nigga who use ta be ballin' ain't ballin' no mo' | |
| I can see they life fadin' away slowly for sure | |
| Niggas who i come up with get me full of that dope | |
| Use ta care about theyself, ain't care no mo' | |
| Niggas want me ta help 'em.. ain't helpin' theyself | |
| You must be out your mind if you ain't helpin' yourself | |
| Ain't no love loss... i just gotta stay my distance | |
| Gotta keep my mind straight.. before i come up missin' | |
| Gotta do my rap thing, and make my paper, mister | |
| Ain't gon' let nobody stop me from gettin' my six figures | |
| Gettin' my shine on, bling-blingin' everyday | |
| If you're not for tha right, stay tha **** out my way, nigga | |
| (chorus 2x) | |
| [b.g.] | |
| Everytime i hit tha block, it look like it get worse | |
| Make me wonder if v.l. and magnolia got a curse | |
| My niggas still my niggas... got love for 'em all | |
| I hate to see that market ride they back and make 'em fall | |
| Somebody tell me, if i didn't have change and i was broke | |
| Would i get tha same attention when i'm in tha next four-door | |
| No, i don't think so, i'll be a equal nigga | |
| On the set, smokin' jo's, beggin' people for scrilla | |
| On the reala... if i could do it, then you could | |
| Lay your hustle down and make your way out the hood | |
| Ain't nobody gon' give no hand-outs, i swear | |
| Ain't nobody gon' pay tha bills in your house, i swear | |
| They don't care, ya gotta stand on your own, my nigga | |
| You ain't no child, look in tha mirror, you're grown, my nigga | |
| Do yourself a favor: leave tha heroin alone, my nigga | |
| And get your hustle on, nigga, get it on, my nigga | |
| (chorus 4x) | |
| [juvenile talking] | |
| Man, you could be out here tryin' ta do somethin', man | |
| I mean everytime we come through, man, i do somethin' for my people, man | |
| I give tha little kids a dollar or so, ya know what i'm sayin' | |
| I try ta do things for tha football team | |
| Try ta take care of my people | |
| Try ta show them how ta help theyself | |
| 'cause they got a lot of problems |
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