(feat. Nate Dogg)
[Intro - Obie talking]
Yeah! [echo], uh
Let ya'll n***az know me
Yeah, WOO!
[Verse 1]
Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven a n***a entered
Big lips, popped out placenta
Momma ain't breastfeed, had no pop neither
Pop leaves sh** but a name - Obie
Elementary homie that's how it started
In garbage, retarded, gainin that heart
f** n***az, claimin they hard, a n***a come home touched
My motherf**in momma bangin me harder
"n***a take your a** out their and fight for tomorrow"
That's what she told me, "little punk, blame that on your father"
So I had no choice, n***a pick up a brick
Split a motherf**er's sh** for tryin to f** with the kid
Get a little older, hair on my dick, now I'm curious
n***az on the corner gettin money rockin j**elry
Allowance, n***a that ain't man sh**
Cowards, n***a that ain't man sh**
I had to prove to myself
How these n***az same age as me calculatin this wealth
So I got me a clique and n***az what?
Workin one sixteenth, like "n***a we can clean up"
[Chorus - 2X]
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now
Only my motherf**in momma n***a holds me down
And Lord knows all this sh** that I done put her through
I speak through her straight to you, motherf**ers
[Skit - Obie talking]
Two for one, here, here take this, two for one
Quit switching dicks, holla at me, see you f** with
[Verse 2]
Summer '94, I'm gettin a little dough
Taller than my momma, so I'm listenin to her nose
I'm listenin to them hoes scream "O!"
And I'm listenin to them O's go CHOP!
P-Funk, Joe and me pumpin on the block, summertime
I call her auntie, she cop three at a time
Throw a extra bump bringin cline
I'm so involved with the grind, I'm losin my mind
f** a steady job, I'm tryin
I steady mob, I'm dyin in this game, I ain't lyin
Sellin so much coke forgettin it's a crime
Flyin down I-75, pocket full of dimes
Give a f** about the radar on me [police sirens]
Bumpin Big or Pac, yo n***a who tryin me?
[Skit - Notorious B.I.G.'s +Big Poppa+ plays in background]
[Cop] - Get off the god damn truck!
[Obie Trice] - f** you, yo I ain't did sh**
[Cop] - Put your f**ing hands in the air!
[Obie Trice] - b**h!
[Chorus - 2X]
[Outro - Obie talking (echo)]
Yeah, all my of life
Only my momma know
Obie .. Obie Trice .. Shady and it's crazy, motherf**ers