Ooh

It's that real street ***

[Incomprehensible] they're ready for this one, nigga

Ooh *** ohh I came up with my man, same hood, same age

Withheld names to protect the guilty and

Your boy, Free was filthy, same clothes, different day

Be the first to admit it, while niggaz claim to be willies, hey We cleaned up the first Donny I drove

We cooled up the first tommy I seen, follow the flow

Smoke a timmy, with this semi, made his chimney move

Nerves made his body shake, everybody froze So young with a pump and a mac

But still manage to make it the magic, the bad kids

On the block, with a bundle of crack, package of pills

All heads will try to teach us to rhyme He said, Muhammed walk with a sword, I roll with a gat

This the same ***, different day, from times

Now my man Book ain't writing me back

So I figured, try to reach 'em with rhymes, no listen to Mac We thuggin' for life gonna take it

And then enough ain't no mistakin'

But it's for life, it's my life

Not for the taking To all my boys in the hood, the East Coast throw boy back

From the land of them throw boys black

I keep my toast in the hood, gon' squeeze

Hope you throw yours back come to the streets

To bring my homeboys back Blew my mind out this piece, but I'm always back

I got sheet in my air, like mac, fall away back

***, I'm trynna come way up

And make the path so freak, I tear the runaway up My life a bitch with a period on

But still I keep it real, dog, I'm hittin' it raw

And I don't know how to carry this bitch

Sometime I wanna marry this bitch Sometimes I feel like quitting this ***

But I can't 'cause it feel like, giving it all

I've been on so *** much, feel like my living was all

But in my lifetime, I'm a deliver regrets

Still with the evils, know that one day I'ma sit with the boss We thuggin' for life gonna take it

And then enough ain't no mistakin'

But it's for life, it's my life

Not for the taking It's not even close, we throw toast, sleep with ya gats

It's the worst of both hoods, holla at 'em Mac

Follow up exact with the Mac, and the V

Get back, if you happen to see, the Mac or Free, at where you be I be where you at, I come where you live

The cat untuckle the gat, maneuver the thing

The Mac untuckin' a pump, removin' they wig, with ease

Hear the feds trynna ruin the boss Sieg' 'Fore they kill me like Cornbread, you be like Dial Lo

Before I'm stuck like Luima, I be up when you need it

And I'ma ride for you, lace up my sneakers, puffin' my reefer

Tuckin' my heater, duckin' your rounder Tell 'em tricks they gonna die when I see 'em

Let 'em know my friend colt 45 trynna meet with they mind

But we keep drama, think, rhyme is the reason

And Freeway the reason that you tied up in pajamas We thuggin' for life gonna take it

And then enough ain't no mistakin'

But it's for life, it's my life

Not for the taking