Lyrics:

Yeah, lemme holla at you, dog
Look, you gotta slow down, dog
You wilding and shit, you make it hot around here
You know, I remember like in 96
There was a nigga around here just like you
You ain't never heard about him?
Aight, well, look, listen, listen
My mother woke me up, I hit the bathroom, then I cruise
Kicking it with my homies 'cause I dropped out of school
Go standing around the hood, I drink OE and push my packs
Keep my grip stacked, females call me Daddy Mack
Got a baby on the way, a little hair in my chin
Playing dice on the corners and I'm betting niggas spins
300 every day I work, fuck it, I get the racks
Give the cops two guns just to keep them off my ass
They blessed me in this game I didn't know about
It's all about making money and taking niggas out
I walk by one and make that money and sometimes carry a thang
If a gang getting money (187 getting blamed)
The shit is looking good, so this is what I stick with
No set-tripping bullshit, no money, hoes to kick with
This fiction-ass life is getting better, G
But I'm scared to see it through reality
Listen, young blood, you gotta see this shit for what it is
Grown man, B.I., not recommended for kids
But you won't see the light 'til you're doing your bid
Or it's two in your wig 'cause you're doing it big
But remember, the streets is watching
When niggas got beef and the heat they popping
And real niggas do die, I seen many of 'em pass
Not facing reality that the game don't last
Saturday morning about 11, I finally met the chief
I know this nigga from somewhere, used to be a fuckin' cop
Think we linked for a minute, then he gave me a position
'You'll be handle the nation guns and take care of nation business'
Ayy, chief, I don't involve in that shit
It ain't no money in it, then he gave me a G quick
Took a nigga shopping, you tryna bribe me
Man, I could bribe the president and gave me another G
Uh, my homies call me Big Luck, I'm betting niggas all bucks
And every now and then, I get to drive his 96 truck
I got a chance to view it, I made a way for me
Nobody give me static, can't G
Three days later, I got a call
Chief said 'It's time for some niggas to fall'
They was on the spot, fucking over me
Them riding by, telling, but he can't see it through reality
Listen, young blood, you gotta see this shit for what it is
Grown man, B.I., not recommended for kids
But you won't see the light 'til you're doing your bid
Or it's two in your wig 'cause you're doing it big
But remember, the street is watching
When niggas got beef and the heat they popping
And real niggas do die, I seen many of 'em pass
Not facing reality that the game don't last
I hopped in the bucket and went on my mission, scared as fuck
And God as my witness, I'm tryna get out
I can't get out, bowed my head
And said, 'Let's ride out'
Six cars, six cars, one nigga to every one
And every nigga got an automatic loaded gun
Now that we packing, let's go body stacking
Hit the bucket up, spot it up, straight jacking
Car after car upping Glocks
Punks after punks after punks getting shot
But they was shooting back, I caught two in the back
Made it to the hospital in seven minutes flat
I'm praying for my life, I hope I live
'Cause in this game, it's your life that you give
The chief got shot, could it really be?
This nigga had to die just to see it through reality
Listen, young blood, you gotta see this shit for what it is
Grown man, B.I., not recommended for kids
But you won't see the light 'til you're doing your bid
Or it's two in your wig 'cause you're doing it big
But remember, the streets is watching
When niggas got beef and the heat they popping
And real niggas do die, I seen many of 'em pass
Not facing reality that the game don't last
Look, all I'm saying, dog, is that it's 2003
You know what I'm saying?
We got all kinda other ways of getting money now
We ain't, we ain't gotta wild out to get
This dough, you know what I'm saying?
You know, use your mind, nigga, be a little smarter
You ain't got to be a fool out here no more, you know what I'm saying?
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