Beez Like (feat. Boosie Badazz)

Time for the fallen soldiers Can't have a war without casualties, you know? For everybody goin' through the struggle, you know Real shit everyday, everyday shit is real (Every hood, every ghetto, every block, every trench) I know how you feel, yeah, look I been out here grindin' so long But still I had to find my way on my own I could tell you what it beez like I could tell you what it beez like I'm a true hustler, all that I know So I can make it anywhere that I go I could tell you what it beez like I could tell you what it beez like-like, beez like Straight from the hood, got a get money fetish Pocket full of green, nigga, like a head of lettuce Put the work in a bag, make a yayo sandwich Then we go and spread it through the hood like Manwich One thing about it, we gon' get this bread When you knew shit was real? When they found a rat dead Right around the corner where us young niggas hustled at Right by the stop sign, that's where they was bussin' at When you come here with nothin', gotta learn how to provide Carlo had a Benz 'fore he was old enough to drive Losin' 10, 20 every night, gamblin' ain't nothin' And ya nigga got killed takin' up for his cousins When you knew shit was real? Drop outfit in the feds Still 8 years and a nigga shot him dead On the humbug, left him slumped in his car Everybody got a day, don't matter who you are Stove water, heat cold water Knew I'd touch a bird when I got my first quarter Sell water to a well, nigga Cold nights, cold hearts, tough love, that's what it be like in jail, nigga Mama crying at my visit cause she care for me Daughter just had her period, ain't there for her Know how to have a girl you know just gon' hold ya back But the pussy so good you keep goin' back Hurt when ya main man turned rat Make the whole la familia turn hot like that Any city, any block, any boulevard I survive, no lie, I'm a ghetto boy I could tell ya bout the dos and don'ts I make it anywhere I go, so lose I won't I can tell ya bout the hard time when ya really need it Been grindin' so long, still had to call Jeezy Straight from the bottom, tryna make it to the top What the gov'ment don't give you, gotta get it from the block Feel like a bad boy cause this shit don't stop Street so dirty, need a muhfuckin' mop, uh oh! Lil homie, stay focused, handle ya business Don't talk to them niggas around you, might be a witness Don't tell the dishwasher what you did wit' ya dishes Don't tell these snitchin' niggas what you did wit' ya riches Niggas is hopin' they see Christmas But, if we just happen to don't, we hope you miss us Santa raised all seven them kids, didn't miss a meal She work them fingers right to the bone, didn't miss a bill Niggas [?], let's make a deal See, one thing bout countin' this money, it make ya feel See, I used to get 'em right from the source, got 'em direct The same nigga that had a connect, he in the set