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[Lil` Wayne]

What

This.. this here`s real, nigga

It`s real, nigga

Too real

Pay attention even though I`m young, nigga

Look, look

This one here`s on tha up, dog

For all my people with bad luck, dog

Strugglin`, tryin` ta make a buck, dog

For all tha peeps who ain`t with us, dog

For all my niggas in Angola, stay tough, dog

See, this from shorty on tha real

I`m 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, I`m 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 it`ll 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 can`t name one nigga like me

That`s why I`m tryin` ta preach, my nigga

And teach, my nigga

If ya don`t work ya don`t 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

It`s starin` at ya right in your face, you ain`t wit it



[Juvenile]

Look at ya, you`re 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 couldn`t 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 don`t wanna give you ten

I don`t support your habit, nigga, y`all grown men

I got kids ta feed, I got bills ta pay

I got people comin` askin` for shit everyday

I can`t please everybody, but I love my folks

If I give ya everything, baby, I`ma 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.. can`t even much eat

Everytime I pass through, beggin` me for a dollar

Thinkin` I owe them somethin`, don`t even wanna holla

Nigga who use ta be ballin` ain`t 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, ain`t care no mo`

Niggas want me ta help `em.. ain`t helpin` theyself

You must be out your mind if you ain`t helpin` yourself

Ain`t 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

Ain`t gon` let nobody stop me from gettin` my six figures

Gettin` my shine on, bling-blingin` everyday

If you`re 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 didn`t have change and I was broke

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

No, I don`t think so, I`ll be a equal nigga

On the set, smokin` jo`s, 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

Ain`t nobody gon` give no hand-outs, I swear

Ain`t nobody gon` pay tha bills in your house, I swear

They don`t care, ya gotta stand on your own, my nigga

You ain`t no child, look in tha mirror, you`re 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 I`m 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

[Lil` Wayne]

What

This.. this here`s real, nigga

It`s real, nigga

Too real

Pay attention even though I`m young, nigga

Look, look

This one here`s on tha up, dog

For all my people with bad luck, dog

Strugglin`, tryin` ta make a buck, dog

For all tha peeps who ain`t with us, dog

For all my niggas in Angola, stay tough, dog

See, this from shorty on tha real

I`m 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, I`m 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 it`ll 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 can`t name one nigga like me

That`s why I`m tryin` ta preach, my nigga

And teach, my nigga

If ya don`t work ya don`t 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

It`s starin` at ya right in your face, you ain`t wit it



[Juvenile]

Look at ya, you`re 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 couldn`t 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 don`t wanna give you ten

I don`t support your habit, nigga, y`all grown men

I got kids ta feed, I got bills ta pay

I got people comin` askin` for shit everyday

I can`t please everybody, but I love my folks

If I give ya everything, baby, I`ma 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.. can`t even much eat

Everytime I pass through, beggin` me for a dollar

Thinkin` I owe them somethin`, don`t even wanna holla

Nigga who use ta be ballin` ain`t 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, ain`t care no mo`

Niggas want me ta help `em.. ain`t helpin` theyself

You must be out your mind if you ain`t helpin` yourself

Ain`t 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

Ain`t gon` let nobody stop me from gettin` my six figures

Gettin` my shine on, bling-blingin` everyday

If you`re 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 didn`t have change and I was broke

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

No, I don`t think so, I`ll be a equal nigga

On the set, smokin` jo`s, 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

Ain`t nobody gon` give no hand-outs, I swear

Ain`t nobody gon` pay tha bills in your house, I swear

They don`t care, ya gotta stand on your own, my nigga

You ain`t no child, look in tha mirror, you`re 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 I`m 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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