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Same Niggas

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[Intro]Uh, yeah, yeahShit is crazy, yo(I feel you though, nigga) Who woulda ever thought, same nigga`sIt`d be them same nigga`s (You are the same nigga, though)Same nigga that couldn’t get the deal Now I’m the hottest nigga wit a deal(You ain`t changed a bit)Yo, niggas never got nothin` good to say, quick to blame`Fore you judge me feel my painYou know it ain’t a vest in the world that could shield my reignYou ain’t got money for the gas bitch, get out the rangeGot welcomed to the game wit` like 4 mil` and changeNigga`s feelin` like I changed, but I’m feelin the sameSo who cares if they beg to differWhen all them nigga`s that beg to differIs cokeheads and sniffersTake me for example, least I made itYou think nigga`s in the hood should appreciate itBy time it`s happy birthday its gon` be belatedWhen you me, everything you do get exaggeratedYou miss a nigga pound they gon` say you flipped outTake a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick outAs a youth it’s just a lot of shit I wanna live outGot alot of friends but only had a few when I was withoutSame niggas I was starvin`, couldn’t get a crumb fromSometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come fromI needed money for school, couldn’t get no ones fromGot jumped in the park and couldn’t get the guns fromInstead of rollin` wit a clique, roll wit my sisHell no, these motherfuckers can`t hold my stickYou think I care if they get mad? I don’t owe them shitWanna hold sumthin` hold my dick, nigga1 - We might be from a different hood But we the same nigga`s (That`s just the way it is) Don’t be thinkin` shit all good It be them same nigga`s Same nigga`s get caught, blame niggas Same nigga`s, go to court and name, nigga`s (Some things will never change) It be them same nigga`s Man, regardless how you feel (It`s the way it is) It be the same motherfuckers that`ll get you killed Them same nigga`s, them same nigga`s, them same nigga`s Them same nigga`s That’s why I don’t fuck wit niggasI got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be homeBeen through a lot of shit so I’m glad to be grownBut yo`, where were these freaks when I had no jeepsLivin on 34th street and we ain’t have no heat`Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8thAsked you for dough and you said "no" dead in my faceBut now that I’m on, it`s like I owe everybody somethin`All my niggas dead so everybody frontin`Same kid`s went to Catholic school is dealersAnd same nigga`s had no heart is now killersSometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mistBut even when I dream, it wasn’t better than thisBut actually, the nigga`s who would scrap for meOr go as far as getting guns and clap for meAin’t even here to get a platinum plaque for meI talk to them but they don’t talk back to meI ain’t know you that long so ain’t much I can ask of youAnd when I reminisce I can’t take it back wit` youI can’t ask "Yo` what happen to my nigga Black or Q?"So I don’t really need to rap wit you, ya know?Repeat 1Yo`, I figured if we All Out, it`s all rightAs long as when we all brawl we all fightI`m under nigga`s hoses like rosesHere I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no manNigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fightJust call my bluff and it be on tonightI got words of a madman tatooed on my armAin`t fuckin wit my sister cuz I’m mad at my momBlink sayin`, "That ain’t you wit a gat in your palm"But Blink, it`s either that or be harmedSo the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my fleshGive a nigga last wish so he could pick his deathSo my sister wanna rap and I wish her the bestBut I would never wanna wish her my stressCause it`s like when I hurt, y’all laughThey put me on every forecast sayin` that I bought assSo I drink a tall glass before I spazThen I take it like a man and let it all passI wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand meI show nigga`s love and nigga`s underhand meThen they wonder why I want no familyWhat I need a hooker for, gettin` head fromAnd I fear when New Year`s come, cuz it might be the yearA good nigga die cuz when you good life ain’t fairLike you call on the saints but the saints don’t hearYou could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don’t hearSo instead of hood winking I give you the plain factsIf I never change, how I’m gon` change back, explain thatThey sayin` Mase ain’t the same catBut every time you get robbed I get ya chain backThem same nigga`s Them same nigga`sThem same nigga`s Them same nigga`sThat’s why I don’t fuck wit niggasIt`s crazy like that, you know what I`m saying?You`ll be tellin` a nigga you got a dealHe think that that shit come with RolliesAnd they come wit` Benz`sCome with Bentleys and houses and shitThey don`t need no one to work, a nigga quitin`Repeat 1 until fade

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