[b.g.]
Damn, it's hard, a baby gangsta is strugglin
The 9-5 done hit, it's time for me to start hustlin
I gotta get my serve on, them hoes look at me bad
My day 'bout to come, so i'ma bust out on they dog a**
I started wit a fifth and dime rock
Mook had gave me 20 for 10, i had two nines 'cause i pop
I made 20 dollars, best believe i went back
I turned my life of doin bad to a life a slangin crack
Now i got a job of pushin rocks up on the block
Plus that drama on my side is a fully loaded glock
Half on sellin slabs, i went and scored a f**in 8-ball
n***a gotta stand tall, sort of like a brick wall
Meet me at v.l., it was a real madd clique
I whipped out a knot, them dog hoes got on my dick
Tryin to f**in break me, them hoes used to hate me
I cleaned myself up, now them hoes cannot take me
87, troy sat me down and they skooled me
They said don't tell my bid-ness 'cause a n***a would try to do me
This f**in baby gangsta comin up in the streets
I'm on a come-up b**h, tryin to get on my feet
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I'm tryin to get on my feet, i'm a real baby gangsta
b**h, you stop my come-up, then i'm gonna have to gank ya
[b.g.]
The bid-ness flowin smooth like water
I got some f**in clientele and it's worth three quarters
My mom fount one, but i was still on the road
I slipped in the game, they always said the game was cold
I was slangin them f**in rocks, i made three g's at the most
Then i got caught slippin, he did it easy, one of my jokes
Now slim and l.t. still keep the sh** tight
But when my n***a come ??? everythings gon' be alright
Man, it's like this, the set is kinda pain
I'm like the f**in geto boys livin in the fast lane
Mail, steady stackin
Them hoes a n***a mackin
And you know i'm straight up packin for n***as tryin to jack me
Now the f**in law is gettin hot on the set
I'm playin it on the cool, gotta put away my tech
I'm chillin at house, b**h got my number when they fiendin
They call me all night, them motherf**ers be tweekin
Yes i'm on the block b**h, i sold a quarter-bird
Now have you f**in heard, i'ma get it on my f**in serve
A f**in baby gangsta comin up in the streets
I'm on a come-up b**h, tryin to get on my feet
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[b.g.]
Like pac, i'm in so much pain
I'm broke, i'm slangin in the rain
14, strugglin, pocket full of crack-c**aine
Tryin to come up off a bill
You know i got them hustlin sk**s
The n***a from that v.l., baby gangsta, yes, you know i'm real
Down for the jack move, n***a like me is savage
Don't let me catch you slippin, i'll k** you wiz, i gots to have it
When i bust my 17, you know i'm gonna get ya
Split ya when ya holler, i know i hit ya
Yes, i know i'm fast, so i hit a n***a stash
When i hit this n***a stash, turn his stash into cash
I wanna stand real tall, have a bird for my own
When i have a bird for my own, gots to get my hustle on
So i'm on the block wit crack, you know i strap my f**in gat
False move will get you kilt, rat-tat-tat-tat
So get back wit the gat, n***a don't move
I'ma take wit ya to the head
Make sure yo b**h a** dead
Then from the scene a n***a fled
I'ma real n***a, trill n***a, always pack a steel trigga
If you ever play me i'ma plug 'cause i'm a thug n***a
Youngster from the ghetto man, i aint got nothin
I got a gat and a set of nuts, tryin to come up on somethin
So if you slippin on my hood black, i gots to creep
'cause i'm a n***a tryin to get on my feet
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