Lies Ma Homies Told (G-Mix) [feat. Half Ounce]

Lies ma homies told

1

Grew up on the block,

6th Ave. to be exact,

Splacking cadillacs dodging cops.

Some of us slang crack rocks,

On clock tik tok you don`t stop

Did what we had to do

Thug life ride or die

Is all we ever knew

Thought Tupac was the coming of the christ

That boy got popped and didn’t come back oh

Happy mommy prayed for me

Smack down never hesitate to lay on me

If not the p.i.m.p.

G`s in the hood would`ve preyed on me

Running these streets with them boys today I might`ve been under the ground

Im so happy god came into my life…yea

HOOK

Get down or lay down

Money makes the world go round

Lies ma homies tole me

Hoop dreams, rap game

Might be all we got out here

Lies ma homies told me

Running these streets with them boys

Today, I might have been under the ground

So happy God came into my life….

2

Keep your mind on the money,

Money on your mind

However you can get it cheat or doing crimes

Money, power, respect

That`s the key to life

People may think you`re weak if you treat them kind.

Forget about a mutt get a gangsta bitch

Remember, chickens ain`t nothing but hoes and tricks.

Don`t ever nobody in the ghetto

Never leave your house without the metal

What more can I say, what more can I say?

You`re either predator or you can be the prey.

A fool gets shot in the hood everyday.

You get caught don`t tell on your friends.

Do your time in the pen

And come out a man.

These are lies I was told that has ruined my life…

HOOK

Get down or lay down

Money makes the world go round

Lies ma homies tole me

Hoop dreams, rap game

Might be all we got out here

Lies ma homies told me

Running these streets with them boys

Today, I might have been under the ground

So happy God came into my life….

Half Ounce

He came into my life an showed me who fake/

An the opps wasn't the opps I found out the homies was snakes /

Now I’m thuggin presidential circle tighter than butt cheeks/ (pause)

Beef **** ain't no talking i just creep n let the pump speak/

Hood politician bitch

I only fuck wit a small few/

Trippin

Them choppas rippin an im hitten like I sharpshoot/

An im thuggin fuck a function im dumping rite at yo pumpkin/

Aint no fussin when im dumping u slumping and what im clutching Russian/

City of dreams in that fast lane in dat black thang/

Sippen champagne on a campaign and bitch im fresh out the crap game/

I ain't no Hollywood night batch i stay in the set/

Wit a tech 2 to the neck im at ya face if you step/

Im 500 wit this shit real niga ain't no fabricatin/

I'm activated

So trip ima grab the 40 and get animated /

No exaggerating

I'm noodle knocking flocking and doe stacking/

In a Volkswagen brakkin I ain't clocking im toe taggin/

HOOK

Get down or lay down

Money makes the world go round

Lies ma homies tole me

Hoop dreams, rap game

Might be all we got out here

Lies ma homies told me

Running these streets with them boys

Today, I might have been under the ground

So happy God came into my life….