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I wanna dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' Sandifer |
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And all other lil' Young Niggas that's in a rush to be gangstas |
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As a Young nigga, I'm almost runnin' in the wind |
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Give anything, to be that innocent again, when I was ten |
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I didn't bang but I was hangin' with the homies |
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'Til them niggas started slangin', now they don't know me |
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I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me |
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Lately I've been tryin' to make a mill-ion, can you blame me? |
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With that jealousy they need to miss me, don't sweat me |
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If them cowards really want me, come get me, and even I |
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Someday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride |
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Put down the top, now we flossin' |
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Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window |
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Workin' with a twenty sack of indo, feelin' good |
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Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs |
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And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, though it's bad |
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But all we had was our hopes and dreams |
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Couldn't see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends |
| [00:49.400][Hook] |
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He's the kind of G like everybody knows |
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(As a strung nigga) |
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He's always G'd up, from head to toe |
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(My memories as a young nigga) |
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Always got it blown like Al Capone |
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(Strung nigga) |
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He's the downest G I've ever known |
| [01:07.460][Verse 2] |
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Back in Junior High, when we was barely gettin' by, when daddy died |
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That's when my momma started gettin' high |
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My neighborhood was full of drive-bys, couldn't survive |
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All our homies livin' short lives, I couldn't cry |
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Told my momma if I did die, just put a blunt in my casket |
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Let me get my dead homies high |
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Come follow me throughout my history, it's just |
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Me Against the World stuck in misery; as a young nigga |
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My only thing was to be paid |
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Life full of riches avoid snitches cause they shady, back in the days |
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We always found the time to play |
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But that's before they taught them gangbangers how to spray |
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Not just L.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Louis |
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Every stadium that I go, when will they change? |
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Stuck in the game like a dumb nigga |
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Remember how it was, to be a young nigga |
| [01:47.070][Hook] |
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He's the kind of G like everybody knows |
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(As a young nigga) |
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He's always G'd up, from head to toe |
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(My memories as a young nigga) |
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Always got it blown like Al Capone |
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(young nigga) |
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He's the downest G I've ever known |
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I'm tellin' you.. |
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.. to be young, have your brains and have every limb and all that |
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Yo, y'all niggas don't know how good you really do got it |
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Muh'****ers need to just calm down |
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And peep what the **** they wanna do for the rest of the life |
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'Fore you end your life before you begin your life |
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You dumb nigga |
| [02:23.740][Verse 3] |
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Now that I'm grown, I got my mind on bein' somethin' |
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Don't wanna be another statistic, out here doin' nuttin |
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Tryin' to maintain in this dirty game, keep it real |
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And I will even if it kills me, my Young Niggas |
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Break away from these dumb niggas |
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Put down the guns and have some fun nigga, the rest'll come figure |
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Fame is a fast thang, that gangbangin' |
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Puttin' niggas in a casket, murdered for hangin' |
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At the wrong place at the wrong time, no longer livin' |
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Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every day |
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I watch the murder rate increases, and even worse |
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The epidemic and diseases, what is the future? |
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The projects lookin' hopeless, where |
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More and more brothers givin' up and don't care |
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Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed |
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And I proceed to blow the track up, for Young Niggas |
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This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know) |
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Little bad mother****ers from the block (that's right) |
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Them niggas that's thirteen and fourteen |
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Drivin' Cadillacs, Benzes and shit (I see you boy) |
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Young mother****in' hustlers (make that money boy) |
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Stay strong nigga |
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You could be a ****in' accountant, not a dope dealer |
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You know what I'm sayin'? (Go to school nigga, go to school) |
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**** around and, you pimpin' out here |
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You could be a lawyer (really doe) |
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Niggas gotta get they priorities straight |
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(Don't see Johnny Cochran out in this mother****er) |
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Really doe.. Young Niggas.. little RahRah |
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(sup nigga) Especially my little cousins don't be no dumb guy |
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(Don't be a dumb nigga, listen, Young Niggas) |
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