Lyrics:
never had somebody that wanted you to be with them
Female: *No, I don't know you*
Fab: Are you sure that you was good?
Female: No. This guy's crazy
the pulpit of the game and I hate when it's bullshit
All your fake foolery plays and it makes for a tools trip
A slave being praised by the youth that's afraid
wouldn't grab the gun
And at that time I wasn't thinkin about no one
Damn near crazy I went and grabbed the baby
Held him by the door and said i'ma throw his
thanks to a mother who was strong with a clever mind
Always trying
To up our scene, moving many times
Due to that never kept the same friends of mine
New
I lived by night, declined the naked light of day
And only now I see the years that ran away
Yesterday when I was young
So many crazy songs
that was me I'd be rich quick
Hataz gon lie
Hataz gon lie about your name, and your game, just so they can look fly
Hataz gon lie for the fame, live off
I never had a father figure
I was raised by the thugs
And the drug dealers
- That's why I love niggas!
Until they place me in my casket
Guess I'll be
Never been that type
To jump into that water playing games with that white
I was really on that corner with them pills by the pack
All it took one
down for yo come up
A few gon see yo sense
Family start talkin crazy
Holidays was getting tense
Started pressing me about time
That's when I made
get me
Mothafucker if you want Shady
If Pac was still here now
He would never ride with Ja
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Get off that E
Before you try
just another crazy clique, doing whatever to get us by
When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gon' lie
Put your guards up, show them who
--I almost forgot, I gotta see a cop
I figured it was a drop who must ain't get his gwop
He told me meet him by the bridge, I get there in a hurry
Got
I was raised by them savages
I was told you want it
Got to take it
So I'm grabbing it
Lifestyle crazy
But I ain't tripping about it
This my lifestyle
U do this dumb shit bitch
Im like fuck mane
I came in this bih like
Sum of these folks dont understand
I aint come in the game thinking i was
You was just tryna get back
Knew you was pissed
Knew you was mad
I am just going by facts
Said I was done
Said I was done
Thinking that you was
In Q-Tip's basement, I first met JD
I still remember the first beat he played me
He came to the Chi late three that was crazy
Didn't even know me
this girl be playing head games
I was off to a good start like a young King James
It started out when I unintentionally bumped into your friend
But she
Shawty all mine
Please stick by my side
Baby let's go for a ride
Finna make you my bride
Ayy I go hard whenever I want to
Steppa step on the flow
a cuestas
Pero no se acuestan, cosas del game, solo lancen apuestas
Sé que esta mierda no la vas a escuchar de fiesta
El Viñe y Dextah, destapo letras tan
You should know the name
We don't flow the same
We don't roll the same
Smoking this Lois Lane
In this open lane
Life's a poker game
Never goes
exploiting me?
Guess it was a tease to think you really loved me,
I traded a dime for a nickel, no return on my investment, crazy how your best friend turns
I would have been left the country
Fuck the snitches and pussy polices, them niggas monkeys
Ten pounds of kush and a set of speakers
That shit was
I’m feeling now will drive me crazy if I let it
Was apparent the love I gave was real
Also apparent you needed ya time to heal
I never gave you that, I
grave
I never got to be like Mike
Cause I ended up like my brother
Livin crazy in these streets
But an angel around my mother
Fascinated by the light in
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