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[lil wayne]

What

This.. this heres real, nigga

Its real, nigga

Too real

Pay attention even though Im young, nigga

Look, look

This one heres on tha up, dog

For all my people with bad luck, dog

Strugglin, tryin ta make a buck, dog

For all tha peeps who aint with us, dog

For all my niggas in angola, stay tough, dog

See, this from shorty on tha real

Im tired of seein my niggas gettin killed

They hustlin for a mil, nigga, hustle for your bills

If ya think ya need help, holla at me, wodie, Im trill

If I got it ta spend, then I got it ta kill

But listen, man.. I know ya see tha ice glistenin, man

I know it make you wanna go get it bad

But ya gotta think fore ya move, partna

cause itll make your ship sink and you will lose, partna

I know you hate ta take it from a young nigga like me

But I betcha cant name one nigga like me

Thats why Im tryin ta preach, my nigga

And teach, my nigga

If ya dont work ya dont eat, my nigga



(chorus 2x [juvenile])

They got a million and one things that you could be doin

Than hangin around this motherfucker talkin to your children

Get off your ass, lil daddy, and go and get it

Its starin at ya right in your face, you aint wit it



[juvenile]

Look at ya, youre fuckin up and I can tell it too

What is ya smokin? everything a nigga sellin you? !

I know you could do better than that, and deserve more

Ya use to be tight with your game back in 84

All tha hoes use ta jock ya

Niggas use ta knock ya

Stay a big shot, motherfucker couldnt stop ya

Then ya went ta runnin round tha project with them junkies

Holes in your shoes, and your body all funky

Lips all ashy, eyes popped out

Spendin your children check, takin food out they mouth

And you get mad with me cause I dont wanna give you ten

I dont support your habit, nigga, yall grown men

I got kids ta feed, I got bills ta pay

I got people comin askin for shit everyday

I cant please everybody, but I love my folks

If I give ya everything, baby, ima be broke



(chorus 2x)



[turk]

Look... look.. look

Where I stay, times is hard for a lot of my peeps

Some of my rounds doin bad.. cant even much eat

Everytime I pass through, beggin me for a dollar

Thinkin I owe them somethin, dont even wanna holla

Nigga who use ta be ballin aint ballin no mo

I can see they life fadin away slowly for sure

Niggas who I come up with get me full of that dope

Use ta care about theyself, aint care no mo

Niggas want me ta help em.. aint helpin theyself

You must be out your mind if you aint helpin yourself

Aint no love loss... I just gotta stay my distance

Gotta keep my mind straight.. before I come up missin

Gotta do my rap thing, and make my paper, mister

Aint gon let nobody stop me from gettin my six figures

Gettin my shine on, bling-blingin everyday

If youre not for tha right, stay tha fuck out my way, nigga



(chorus 2x)



[b.g.]

Everytime I hit tha block, it look like it get worse

Make me wonder if v.l. and magnolia got a curse

My niggas still my niggas... got love for em all

I hate to see that market ride they back and make em fall

Somebody tell me, if I didnt have change and I was broke

Would I get tha same attention when Im in tha next four-door

No, I dont think so, Ill be a equal nigga

On the set, smokin jos, beggin people for scrilla

On the reala... if I could do it, then you could

Lay your hustle down and make your way out the hood

Aint nobody gon give no hand-outs, I swear

Aint nobody gon pay tha bills in your house, I swear

They dont care, ya gotta stand on your own, my nigga

You aint no child, look in tha mirror, youre grown, my nigga

Do yourself a favor: leave tha heroin alone, my nigga

And get your hustle on, nigga, get it on, my nigga



(chorus 4x)



[juvenile talking]

Man, you could be out here tryin ta do somethin, man

I mean everytime we come through, man, I do somethin for my people, man

I give tha little kids a dollar or so, ya know what Im sayin

I try ta do things for tha football team

Try ta take care of my people

Try ta show them how ta help theyself

cause they got a lot of problems

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