I knew this nigga that used to be large on the boulevard
This nigga was ballin y'all,
big house driveway full of cars
This nigga would pull up in brand new Caddies,
packed- up full of broads
Bossin, flossin, all his ghetto
Until some young niggas decided
they was gon pull his card
And one night when he came home, they
was in the bushes in his yard
As soon as he pulled up, they jumped
And let out off they ammunation, but
they didn't hit him, they missed him
So homie ducked and rose backed
And hit one of them niggas back off in the skillet,
left him with his wig- split
he dropped his GUN and started to RUN
As soon as he took one step, the nigga was DONE,
He took a shot to the abdomen,
and as he blasted the last one
He'll survive it, but they won't be
alive to tell that - thug story
Livin in the city is really, no nuts, no glory,
no nuts, no glory, glory glory...
We come with the ones, we come with the guns,
we come with the heat that go bang!
Backin them brains, deep in the hood,
it still is an everyday thang, shit!
Just last week, a nigga was comin from work,
Got caught in the crossfire,
we couldn't take the shit he did
Always the innocent feelin
That been through some shit,
seen some shit you couldn't bear
I figured that I would just
Forever I'm thuggin, it's
Been shot, stabbed, kicked, punched,
every night, gettin drunk
sellin my llell on the first of the month
Smokin sherm, sticks and blunts,
known for layin niggas down
I'll get it, I'mma claim the whole town
I'm a nigga, you'sa nigga,
she's a nigga, we some niggas
Wouldn't you like to be a nigga too? We got some,
I gotta story for your ass...
I remember hustlin down on the corner,
wanted my money got all my own crew!
Why work so hard, let these other niggas stack
Everything was good at the few licks,
but niggas got greedy, aw shit!
Recruited the law, that's when,
All she had to do was swipe his keys,
dump 'em and put 'em right back there
But I guess he seen her, cause
He was waiting right there,
there, waitin right there!
everybody runs except baby- girl
I, turn around to see your boy get
And we can't leave her, not like that,
But damn, I think she gone! Here come
the po- pos and we scrap, scrap!
and had to lay low, law low!
till one of us sees that crossroads!
But damn, carmern comes right
Same old niggas shot dead over
six eight and craps, damn!