Lyrics:
I don't have a lot, but I'm proud of what I've got
I can't complain
'Cause I see people hangin' round, on the city streets downtown
Living
and still drink beers (that's right)
What did you expect, man, I came from nothin' (nothin)
Real street nigga and wouldn't change for nothin' (nah)
Got my
I got off-topic, I start
Talkin' about the drugs and all of the profit and (DY Krazy)
Talkin' 'bout the shit I learned, the streets, they gave me
Tried giving you the world, you still reminded me what I didn't do
The streets know what's the truth, but you say lies was told against you
You told me
Throw me the ball and watch what I do with it
Uh-huh, uh
We got Bow Wow in the house
My man Lil' Zane, huh
And Lil' Wayne, Sammie sang to me
(L-B-Dub)
(Y'all know what this is)
Only thing that keeps me up (ha), when I'm feelin' down
I don't know about you, but I gotta keep mines
disrespectin' Biggie
So ya'll that talkin' that
Sound silly lil niggas
I say greatness takes time so
You can't rush me
I ain't from Ohio but nigga my grams
She know what I can bring to the table
I can tell if it's real by the label
We had TV, but we didn't have cable
Now I'm richer than all of my
[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing
gave a fuck what the media gotta say about me
Nigga I ain't got no motherfucking English
I'm from the hood
And you know what?
If a motherfucker come
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
(DJ Meech, lil' bitch)
Them niggas get on y'all ass, y'all play with me like I ain't worse
Tryna gossip
(Any last words?)
(D-Roc)
Mm, mm-mm-mm, yeah
(Lil Top, huh?)
Mm, mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Mm, look, look
Look, now I don't know 'bout what ya
look good today"
But what about yesterday? Like
What are you talking about?
"Oh, you look real nice today" (Nah, yeah)
There's only one day, by the way
Nation of Gods & Earths, birthed by the father
If he didn't love us, then why would he bother?
Universal mathematician, I shine like the sun
Look at how
line
Too many rappers getting played by labels a deal ain't even Cross my mind (I ain't lying)
Industry all fucked up wassup with all these new lil
a freak
Hit her from the back, turn her bladder deep
Do the triple X when I'm in a freak
Boaw, boaw, knock a ho to her knee
Beat her back down, bitch
murdered in the streets, fine line
Who can learn
Pray for the children (I pray)
I pray for our healing (I pray)
I know you feel it (I know you feel it)
wasn't when I was,
A pimp from the beach, gator shoes on my feet,
Got my game from the streets, never been for a freak,
Had the nerve to ask for
I was sittin' by the bank on a hollow stump
When I thought I heard me a bullfrog jump
Turned around and sure enough there
He sat
He said excuse me,
the score, from hammerton to marine park
Gotta get there, before it get dark, we arrive
She reload the black 45, concealed by the waist line
And nows
lookin' and watchin' me, and stalkin me
I swear they be worser than them police
I do what I wanna do, like it or not, I'm a stinger this back from the OG
who you strip, lil' nigga?
Talk to me, though (talk to me, though)
What type of prison time you did, lil' nigga? (Uh-huh)
Where you from? Who jumped
to
My school with a camera
I freestyled on his DVD for
A minute then after it hit the streets
I was known as K dot from Compton
Man Hootie probably was
A fact of life is that we will be remembered more for what we destroy than what we built
History is written by the victors
That's why we must win
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