Chrous: [Mr. Marcelo] No ifs, no ands, no buts, no whys Represent the Third Ward, 'til the day I die Cause I only got love for my ghetto And if you n***as don't know now you know No ifs, no ands, no buts, no whys Represent the Third Ward, 'til the day I die Cause I only got love for my ghetto And if you n***as don't know now you know [Mr. Marcelo] Life in the bricks, man it ain't all what it seems Some n***as come clean, but other n***as remain lost in they dream You understand?, you can relate to what I'm livin' in It's so bad, n***a can't even make a dividen Cap and get k**ed, what they say on the news New Orleans , Louisana, another n***a sang the blues Picked up trail, we 'bout to slam it in the gutter I just lost my brother, now who gonna tell his mother? As the day goes on, man all I hear about is k**in' ]From a soldier to a warrior, from a gangsta to a villian They say they understand about all this sh** that we go through But at the same time, they can even relate to The sh** that goes on in my hood every day What I hear before L.A., the sounds of a K They say they understand all this sh** that goes down Livin' like a dogg, Magnolia is my pound My stompind grounds, so I dodge alot of bullets and sh** But everywhere you go, you take this chance of being flipped I been 'bout my bid -- since the cradle So look me in my face, and tell me I ain't able Survivin' in this city is a pity, you can see it This place that I'm in, none of you n***as wouldn't wanna be it The game of life is full of trades and tricks Alot of you n***as out there, wouldn't survive in the bricks Chrous: [Mr. Marcelo] No ifs, no ands, no buts, no whys Represent the Third Ward, 'til the day I die Cause I only got love for my ghetto And if you n***as don't know now you know No ifs, no ands, no buts, no whys Represent the Third Ward, 'til the day I die Cause I only got love for my ghetto And if you n***as don't know now you know No ifs, no ands, no buts, no whys Represent the Third Ward, 'til the day I die Cause I only got love for my ghetto And if you n***as don't know now you know [Mr. Marcelo] Life in the bricks, it ain't sh** like it used to be It used to be, unity, now it's poverty But ain't no stoppin' it, young black man, comin' up It's like, gun in my waist, and knife in my cup If you know one thing about us, that's life is tough Growing up in the projects made it twice as rough Talk that stuff, but you can't walk my path Alot of n***as I ran with, last scene was a blood bath Little childrens only 3 and they learn to curse Can't remember his ABC's, but can kick a rap first That hurts, cause he ain't never partied his life And with these new laws we got, only get us despite Cause these n***as I roll with, they gonna make it regardless And if it ain't that rap sh**, it's gonna be 9s and revolvers Don't nobody wanna get left behind Two steps in front is better than a step behind Pack a nine cause a good job is hard to find And for the 9-9, all we trying to do is shine Momma told me to go to school, but I ain't think it was worth it I was f**ing with them hoes and defeating the purpose Back then it was about fighting, life and weed Didn't finish the 12th grade, so I'm incomplete When I rock that wear, I throw an extra clip Ain't that a trip, nah n***a life in the bricks Chrous: [Mr. Marcelo] No ifs, no ands, no buts, no whys Represent the Third Ward, 'til the day I die Cause I only got love for my ghetto And if you n***as don't know now you know No ifs, no ands, no buts, no whys Represent the Third Ward, 'til the day I die Cause I only got love for my ghetto And if you n***as don't know now you know No ifs, no ands, no buts, no whys Represent the Third Ward, 'til the day I die Cause I only got love for my ghetto And if you n***as don't know now you know No ifs, no ands, no buts, no whys Represent the Third Ward, 'til the day I die Cause I only got love for my ghetto And if you n***as don't know now you know We brick livin' We brick livin'