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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Noreaga
Noreaga
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
M. Allen
M. Allen
Composer
J. Peters
J. Peters
Composer
L. Porter
L. Porter
Composer
Victor Santiago
Victor Santiago
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
EZ Elpee
EZ Elpee
Producer
Kevin Krause
Kevin Krause
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey yo, I grew up like the regular thug, I think I told you that
My only means of getting money was to sell the crack
I shot a ****, did a bid, ****, all of that
So now I kick back and get paid for raw rap
[Verse 2]
My **** Pone ain't home, not yet
Yo, it don't matter 'cause we're all on the same set
Me and **** kick it on the here and there
They really had it too tough, but the love is there
[Verse 3]
My pops died on July 3rd, '98
So now a **** need mad herb
'Cause my pops is here, yo, he loved his son
Matter of fact, my pops was the one that showed me a gun
[Verse 4]
And said pappy, you gotta protect yo moms
Even if that means that you gotta strap up arms
He used to make me hit the punching bag
My dad, he was a boxer god
And he really was glad, yo the boxing the golden glove
He just a thug and I love him, yo
So I'ma spread that love
[Verse 5]
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray, sometimes
Sometimes I wanna chill in LA, sometimes
Sometimes I get drunk all god damn day
Sometimes I wanna go back around the way
Sometimes I wanna ride and smoke, sometimes
Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke
[Verse 6]
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray, sometimes
Sometimes I wanna chill in LA, sometimes
Sometimes I get drunk all god damn day
Sometimes I wanna go back around the way
Sometimes I wanna ride and smoke, sometimes
Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke
[Verse 7]
I cock and pop three in the air for my **** not here
Locked it with me, your legacy live on with me continuously
Tremendously, I blow weed deep in my memory
You still breathe, your face show through your seeds
[Verse 8]
And who know it that you go so quick
We all felt hopeless through blunt smoke
My pen spitting and I show this
[Verse 9]
I swore an oath, you would notice
I go to lengths with my rap strengths
When I think about my past friends, K-Rock and D-zo
Primo from the same block as me since we were shorties
The pain and project glory
[Verse 10]
I get touched, it all absorb me like a weed head rush
Keeping the thorough for my passed hero, I must
All my people, street and physical
I still see you featured in my heart sometimes, it might wrinkle
Much drinking when I'm thinking, it's like I feel a hush over the sky
Touched by dead guys speaking
[Verse 11]
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray, sometimes
Sometimes I wanna chill in LA, sometimes
Sometimes I get drunk all god damn day
Sometimes I wanna go back around the way
Sometimes I wanna ride and smoke, sometimes
Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke
[Verse 12]
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray, sometimes
Sometimes I wanna chill in LA, sometimes
Sometimes I get drunk all god damn day
Sometimes I wanna go back around the way
Sometimes I wanna ride and smoke, sometimes
Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke
[Verse 13]
Yo, from Biggie Smalls to Killa B too
Bob and weave and 2Pac, yo my twin and my pops
Hit-Hard, Todd and Smiley, T-Bone too
Yo, plus my **** Raheem from Cabul
You know I poured out beer for Fernando too
And I still smoke my bogeys in the rest of the crew
[Verse 14]
Yo, ain't nothing changed, still play ball the same
I like to cheat a little bit, just to run in my game
But y'all **** ain't here, can't believe this shit
Thought you'd always be here, though we'd always be clique
[Verse 15]
But y'all **** not here no more, it ain't fair no more
Sometimes I get stressed and kick the door
But I maintain, still holding in the pain
Why my pops had to go, why his kids the same
Mother fucking mambo, yo, I love my dad
I know he probably didn't realize what he had
[Verse 16]
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray, sometimes
Sometimes I wanna chill in LA, sometimes
Sometimes I get drunk all god damn day
Sometimes I wanna go back around the way
Sometimes I wanna ride and smoke, sometimes
Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke
[Verse 17]
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray, sometimes
Sometimes I wanna chill in LA, sometimes
Sometimes I get drunk all god damn day
Sometimes I wanna go back around the way
Sometimes I wanna ride and smoke, sometimes
Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke
[Verse 18]
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray, sometimes
Sometimes I wanna chill in LA, sometimes
Sometimes I get drunk all god damn day
Sometimes I wanna go back around the way
Sometimes I wanna ride and smoke, sometimes
Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke
[Verse 19]
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray, sometimes
Sometimes I wanna chill in LA, sometimes
Sometimes I get drunk all god damn day
Sometimes I wanna go back around the way
Sometimes I wanna ride and smoke, sometimes
Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke
Sometimes, ****
Written by: J. Peters, L. Porter, Lamont Juarez Porter, M. Allen, Victor Santiago
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