Tone Capone - Life as a Shorty lyrics

[4 x Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough] Thug n***as bounce to this Only thug n***as bounce to this Word up I wan't no fruitcake a** ? n***as bouncing to this sh** right here Word up, strictly hardcore only, check it [Shyheim] Gunshots, they travel throughout my projects quickly I stay thuggin', for pray the god that none hits me Me and my peoples we swarm in packs Some rap others sell crack, to get stacks of the green paper We move makers, lex and landcruisers takers Block vacators, thugs that run 5 acres of land Flooded with dealers who k** for grams It's the street life, baby you wouldn't understand nothing Getting my hustle on, just 8 to 10 But here I go again, cause recreation programs They makin' me no grands So much stress on my mind I can just k** a man [2 x Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough] [Shyheim] I never knew my own dad when I was young he broke out That's when my mom got smoked out And I took the street route, I hung around with real gangstas Playas and hustlas, I guess they liked my style a lot So they took a little n***a under the wing Eventually I started slingin' white sh** No time for school cause the hours didn't mix So sleep late at night most nights I didn't even sleep That's how I got caught up, and sold a dime to the beast They offered me a 1 to 3, hahaa , I do a bullet Traded in my gats for greens that's how the state do it I'm movin' ain't no joking get your muthaf**in' dosage So when you and the penal don't be acting like no biaaatch [4 x Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough] [Shyheim] I'm seventeen now, and I'm off to parole I see the ? a month, hopefully I be home I'm kinda anxious, I haven't seen my friends in a year My moms OD and when I think about it every seals But I'm a young man that gotta change his lifestyle Get a job at compound, it ain't easy as it sounds I gotta have some fast money, flippin' burgers everyday I been to ? house, I get a slinky day Anybody in my way I'm blasting, f** the peace Cause there's a war upon the streets No south west or east, all my n***as in the struggle Hold your head and get the CREAM Big gunz money and p**y be the US ghetto dream [Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough ...]