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Who put this shit together? I done done it all from jackin' and slangin' nigga trust that Stealin' cars snortin' dope gettin' bust at Never goin' ta school all kinda bullshit They callin' my moma in I got her lookin' unfit But look it aint Cint fault, I turned out this way It's my fault she told me right from wrong everyday When my daddy got killed, I think that's when I went a stray Mark Nell L.T. and me made niggas lay on they face We was about that gunplay and on the grind We was on a paper chase we wanted ta shine Gotta get it how you live, where the fuck I'm from Gotta keep it on the real, where the fuck I'm from Growin' up in the streets best believe its dangerous They lock us up but the jail ain't changin' us You'll make it how I live if you don't mind dyin' Growin' up in my shoes best believe was hard times nigga Hard times got a nigga in all black I'm goin' jack for that silver pack where it's at Hard times got the B.G. drove nigga Hard times got me duckin' them white folks nigga Hard times got a nigga in all black I'm goin' jack for that silver pack where it's at Hard times got the B.G. drove nigga Hard times got me duckin' them white folks nigga It's a hard time comin' up where I'm from like a twister spinnin' Don't get caught in it It's drastic drama, it's everyday life, whoa Jackin' is a way of livin' if you ain't on the right road I move fast, my people say I need ta slow down Close ya nose or ya gonna go down I'm beefin' with different sets, I'm duckin' them white folks Playin' my hoes close, they tied up like a rope I'm slangin' tryin' ta make a million and chill Buy a ten story buildin' and a football field Diamonds round my neck and wrist plenty golds in my grill Niggas gone get holes in they head if they don't keep it real My mama cryin' 'cuz she think, I'ma get my head bust But I tell her growin' up with no daddy is rough Welfare ain't enough and I wanna shine So I'm goin' get mine nigga and get out these hard times whoa Hard times got a nigga in all black I'm goin' jack for that silver pack where it's at Hard times got the B.G. drove nigga Hard times got me duckin' them white folks nigga Hard times got a nigga in all black I'm goin' jack for that silver pack where it's at Hard times got the B.G. drove nigga Hard times got me duckin' them white folks nigga Me and my niggas buyin' cars don't give a fuck what its costin' Neighborhood superstar Hot Boys 'bout flossin' Crossin' any of us, get that put in a coffin You don't hear we loss a shoot-out very often We ballin', shot callin', walkin' to the top And when we get there believe we closin' shop I'm lettin' my law down makin' G's nigga I done been through them hard times, I'm makin' chesse nigga Me and Fresh can hook up and make a hit with ease nigga Fade me the B.G. pretty please nigga I'm a six figure, money go-getter drivin' expedition Bet a bitch quick and put another hoe in her position Riches is what I'm chasin' everyday nigga Killin' bustas bringin that bitch in my way nigga Tryin' ta shine Cash Money on the grind nigga Stackin' gingles 'cuz we done been through hard times, nigga peep me Hard times got a nigga in all black I'm goin' jack for that silver pack where it's at Hard times got the B.G. drove nigga Hard times got me duckin' them white folks nigga Hard times got a nigga in all black I'm goin' jack for that silver pack where it's at Hard times got the B.G. drove nigga Hard times got me duckin' them white folks nigga Hard times got a nigga in all black I'm goin' jack for that silver pack where it's at Hard times got the B.G. drove nigga Hard times got me duckin' them white folks nigga ...
Writer(s): Byron O. Thomas, Christopher Noel Dorsey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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