Grew Up
Ohhhh! Ahhh!
So what I grew up with them niggas
I ain't stuck wit them niggas
We from the same hood
But I don't fuck wit them niggas
If shit pop off i touch one of them niggas
Cut one of them niggas
Poke one of them niggas
Beg For Mercy number 4 "I'm so Hood"
First lp 10 million sold I'm so good
I thought niggas would love to see me shine
But it's makin them sick
To see me gettin mines got that Benz
Got that Bentley and the new Bugatti
Got the Range Aston Martin
And the new Ferrari if it's makin you sick
To see me blow I'm sorry
Dude we used to be cool
But I ain't stuck wit you nigga
I grew up wit you nigga
But I don't fuck wit you nigga
Got shot in the back
Den turned around and got shot in the eye
Labels 2Pac lay down and die
There's a message in my music
Can you hear it God?
The mans never gonna blow another reason why
This disease infested
When I spit it any nigga can get it
Punks frontin' in they rhymes
That ass'll be flatlined
"can't we all just get along
We used to be friends?" nah, fuck that man
We used to pretend these niggas is comedians
I thought I was tight funny
5 called tellin "niggas mugged me"
Bet on my new surreal shit
Would you bail a nigga out son
If you niggas knew he was tryin to kill you
And wouldn't let you hold a gun?
Think about it haha ha!
Aw man
I'm havin too much fun with this rap shit man
I love this shit man