Yeah, what's up dawg?
What's really go ing on
big baby?
Check it out.
Growing up on the east side,
taking life day by day. all my homies slang yay and pack a fatty cake.
Being ecstatic on the streets,
man the folks ain't happy.
They shoot first and ask questions
after you and the cassidy.
No shame in the gang,
that's just how it goes
All my homies straight dy
in' over money and hoes
And never thought they'd be took
from the life they were given
So I count all my blessings and thank
God for livin'
Never trippin' off the negative
things people say
I just laugh cause I'm
gettin' mines anyway
And it's like that,
your jealous thoughts can't do me
Boy I'm hangin' in tough
like my homeboy
Noonie
I got much love for ya so don't trip
I bet you one day you'll
be right back on the strip
Clownin' like we used to do
back in high school
Flirtin' with the girls and just actin' a fool
I'm just bein' myself,
cause that's all I can be
The
A -N -T -T, the cash money
And that's me with my mind
on nothin' but my mail
I'm tryin' to cope with the heat,
but it's hard as hell
You know it's hard as hell
to keep on trying
And striving life when
your homies keep steady
dying
It goes with the territory
up in the ghetto
That's why we need to stick together
homeboy and don't let know
Saps tell us how to make green
It ain't no such thing as a white
ghetto if you know what I mean
So keep on hustlin' if it's legal or not
Till you makes your grip and be on top
And stop try in' to be the big
baller on the block
Cause that's a quick way to
get your buster -ass shot
Stay true to your homies
and true to the gang
Stay true to yourself and
don't forget where you came
Cause that's how I'm
livin' and I always will
Have love for my homies,
and try to fulfill
Every dream I have, to makes my mail
Try to do it homeboy,
but it's hard
Just thinkin' how I gotta get mine in 94
Keep rockin' this beat till it's time to go
With my boy
J.
Spencer blowin' the sax
Pullin' freaks every day
cause we some
Oakland
Macs
Tryna do what's right,
forget what's wrong
So keep bump in' this beat and
do it all night long
Shoked off, peeped,
came and saw a brother strugglin'
Hook me up like this and now my
pockets just bubblin'
An d you know it feels good, my friend
So now I gotta pass it down and stay true
to the end
Cause just like that, it could be over
Man, but best believe I'm going
out like a soldier, boy
And that's real
I'm
you
I'm
Bye.