[00:00.880][Intro]
[00:03.260]I wanna dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' Sandifer
[00:07.130]And all other lil' Young Niggas that's in a rush to be gangstas
[00:10.200][Verse 1]
[00:10.920]As a Young nigga, I'm almost runnin' in the wind
[00:13.370]Give anything, to be that innocent again, when I was ten
[00:16.610]I didn't bang but I was hangin' with the homies
[00:18.560]'Til them niggas started slangin', now they don't know me
[00:20.900]I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me
[00:23.380]Lately I've been tryin' to make a mill-ion, can you blame me?
[00:25.650]With that jealousy they need to miss me, don't sweat me
[00:28.120]If them cowards really want me, come get me, and even I
[00:30.840]Someday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride
[00:33.290]Put down the top, now we flossin'
[00:34.910]Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window
[00:37.870]Workin' with a twenty sack of indo, feelin' good
[00:40.420]Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs
[00:42.190]And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, though it's bad
[00:45.130]But all we had was our hopes and dreams
[00:47.120]Couldn't see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends
[00:49.400][Hook]
[00:49.870]He's the kind of G like everybody knows
[00:53.930](As a strung nigga)
[00:54.580]He's always G'd up, from head to toe
[00:57.950](My memories as a young nigga)
[00:59.430]Always got it blown like Al Capone
[01:03.390](Strung nigga)
[01:04.140]He's the downest G I've ever known
[01:07.460][Verse 2]
[01:08.110]Back in Junior High, when we was barely gettin' by, when daddy died
[01:11.260]That's when my momma started gettin' high
[01:13.050]My neighborhood was full of drive-bys, couldn't survive
[01:15.640]All our homies livin' short lives, I couldn't cry
[01:17.930]Told my momma if I did die, just put a blunt in my casket
[01:21.280]Let me get my dead homies high
[01:22.800]Come follow me throughout my history, it's just
[01:25.090]Me Against the World stuck in misery; as a young nigga
[01:28.150]My only thing was to be paid
[01:29.620]Life full of riches avoid snitches cause they shady, back in the days
[01:32.970]We always found the time to play
[01:34.410]But that's before they taught them gangbangers how to spray
[01:36.770]Not just L.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Louis
[01:40.210]Every stadium that I go, when will they change?
[01:42.490]Stuck in the game like a dumb nigga
[01:44.280]Remember how it was, to be a young nigga
[01:47.070][Hook]
[01:47.380]He's the kind of G like everybody knows
[01:51.130](As a young nigga)
[01:51.920]He's always G'd up, from head to toe
[01:55.260](My memories as a young nigga)
[01:56.860]Always got it blown like Al Capone
[02:00.600](young nigga)
[02:01.520]He's the downest G I've ever known
[02:05.270][Ad-lib]
[02:07.170]I'm tellin' you..
[02:08.010].. to be young, have your brains and have every limb and all that
[02:12.100]Yo, y'all niggas don't know how good you really do got it
[02:15.140]Muh'****ers need to just calm down
[02:16.980]And peep what the **** they wanna do for the rest of the life
[02:19.420]'Fore you end your life before you begin your life
[02:22.320]You dumb nigga
[02:23.740][Verse 3]
[02:24.690]Now that I'm grown, I got my mind on bein' somethin'
[02:26.830]Don't wanna be another statistic, out here doin' nuttin
[02:29.550]Tryin' to maintain in this dirty game, keep it real
[02:32.010]And I will even if it kills me, my Young Niggas
[02:34.910]Break away from these dumb niggas
[02:36.630]Put down the guns and have some fun nigga, the rest'll come figure
[02:39.600]Fame is a fast thang, that gangbangin'
[02:41.550]Puttin' niggas in a casket, murdered for hangin'
[02:44.010]At the wrong place at the wrong time, no longer livin'
[02:46.700]Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every day
[02:48.980]I watch the murder rate increases, and even worse
[02:51.490]The epidemic and diseases, what is the future?
[02:53.860]The projects lookin' hopeless, where
[02:56.040]More and more brothers givin' up and don't care
[02:58.390]Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed
[03:01.150]And I proceed to blow the track up, for Young Niggas
[03:03.190][Collision over the last 4 lines]
[03:23.630]This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know)
[03:26.350]Little bad mother****ers from the block (that's right)
[03:29.800]Them niggas that's thirteen and fourteen
[03:32.280]Drivin' Cadillacs, Benzes and shit (I see you boy)
[03:35.230]Young mother****in' hustlers (make that money boy)
[03:37.430]Stay strong nigga
[03:38.670]You could be a ****in' accountant, not a dope dealer
[03:40.730]You know what I'm sayin'? (Go to school nigga, go to school)
[03:42.380]**** around and, you pimpin' out here
[03:44.060]You could be a lawyer (really doe)
[03:45.630]Niggas gotta get they priorities straight
[03:47.260](Don't see Johnny Cochran out in this mother****er)
[03:48.820]Really doe.. Young Niggas.. little RahRah
[03:55.440](sup nigga) Especially my little cousins don't be no dumb guy
[03:59.700](Don't be a dumb nigga, listen, Young Niggas)
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