Let me show you what a thug got, born to die If I do some time homey, I'm still all good I handle mine just like a real ni**a should You know I'm still nice with my cook game We the best on the planet so forget the rest I look back on life, thank God I'm blessed With that lil deuce-deuce and my triple fat goose My role model is gone snortin' up his drugĪs a youth, man I used to hustle for loot When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a pictureĬause ni**az do a lot of slick talkin' in the club til' they coughin onĪin't never had much but a Walkman and a bud I thought it would change, It's stayin' the same The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain When it's win this is real we ain't got to pretend When the doubts was out, who gave the west mouth-to-mouth?!įrom the beginnin to the end, losers lose This beef sh*t is for the birds and the birds fly south Mad at us cause Ashanti got a new boyfriendĪnd it seems your lil' rat turned out to be a mouse I had the whole crowd yellin' "Free Yayo!"įor I creep and turn your projects into Columbineĭon't make me remind y'all what happened in D.C. Put Compton on my back when you in need of soldiersĪt my last show I threw away my N.W.A. I told Dre from the gate "I'd carry the heat for ya"įirst mix tape song I inherited beef for ya (And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me) Hate it or love it, the underdog's on topĪnd I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop I'd run away from this b***h and never come back if I could Woke up the next mornin, ni**az had stole my bikeĭifferent day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the hood ![]() If I can move a few packs I'd get the hat, now that'd be dope Lana told me if I passed I'd get a sheepskin coat My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check check out +My Melody+"įor a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes Pubblica immagini fotografiche dal vivo concesse in utilizzo daįotografi dei quali viene riportato il copyright.Comin up I was confused, my mommy kissin' a girlĬonfusion occurs comin up in the cold worldĭaddy ain't around, probably out commitin' felonies
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