I wanna dedicate this one to Robert īYummyī Sanderford
and all other lilī young niggaz thatīs in a rush to be gangstas
As a young nigga, Iīm almost ?swellin? in the wind
Give anythang, to be that innocent again, when I was ten
I didnīt bang but I was hangin with the homies
tell them niggaz started slangin that they donīt know me
I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldnīt pay me
Lately Iīve been tryin to make a bill-ion, can you play me
with that jealousy they need to miss me, donīt sweat me
If them cowards really want me, come get me, and even I
someday will die but Iīm cautious, Iīm finī to ride
Put down the top, now we flossin
Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window
Workin with a twenty sack of indo, feelin good
Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs
And I canīt help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, know itīs bad
but all we had was our hopes and dreams
Couldnīt see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends
as young niggaz
Heīs the kind of G like everybody knows
As a young nigga
Heīs always Gīd up, from head to toe
My memories as a young nigga
Always got it blown like Al Capone
Young nigga
Heīs the downest G Iīve ever known
Back in Junior High, when we was barely gettin by, when daddy died
Thatīs when my momma started gettin high
My neighborhood was full of drivebys, couldnīt survive
All our homies livin short lives, I couldnīt cry
Told my momma if I did die, just put a blunt in my casket
let me get my dead homies high
Come follow me throughout my history, itīs just
_Me Against the World_ stuck in misery; as a young nigga
My only thing was to be paid
Life full of riches avoid snitched cause they shady, back in the days
We always found the time to play,
but thatīs before they taught them gangbangers how to spray
Not just L.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Louis
Every stadium that I go, when will they change?
Stuck in the game like a dumb nigga
Remember how it was, to be a young nigga
Heīs the kind of G like everybody knows
As a young nigga
Heīs always Gīd up, from head to toe
My memories as a young nigga
Always got it blown like Al Capone
Young nigga
Heīs the downest G Iīve ever known
Iīm tellin you..
.. to be young, have your brains and have every ? and all that
Yo, yīall niggaz donīt know how good you really do got it
Muhīfuckers need to just calm down
and peep what the fuck they wanna do for the rest of the life
īFore you end your life before you BEGIN your life
You dumb nigga
Now that Iīm grown, I got my mind on bein somethin
Donīt wanna be another statistic, out here doin nuttin
Tryin to maintain in this dirty game, keep it real
and I will even if it kills me, my young niggaz
break away from these dumb niggaz
Put down the guns and have some fun nigga, the restīll come nigga
Fame is a fast thang, that gangbangin
puttin niggaz in a casket, murdered for hangin
at the wrong place at the wrong time, no longer livin
Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every day
I watch the murder rate increases, and even worse
the epidemic and diseases, what is the future?
The projects lookin hopeless, where
more and more borhters givin up and donīt care
Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed
and I proceed to blow the track up, for young niggaz
Heīs the kind of G like everybody knows
For these young niggaz
Heīs always Gīd up, from head to toe
My memories as a young nigga
He always got it blown like Al Capone
Take it slow nigga, itīs for the young niggaz
Heīs the downest G Iīve ever known
As a young nigga
Heīs the kind of G like everybody knows
Heīs always Gīd up, from head to toe
Memories as a young nigga
He always got it blown like Al Capone
Heīs the downest G Iīve ever known
[īPac talking overlaps singing last four lines]
This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know)
Little bad motherfuckers from the block (thatīs right)
Them niggaz thatīs thirteen and fourteen
Drivin Cadillacs, Benzes and shit (I see you boy)
Young motherfuckin hustlers (make that money boy)
Stay strong nigga
You could be a fuckin accountant, not a dope dealer
youknowhatIīmsayin? (Go to school nigga, go to school)
Fuck around and, you pimpin out here
You could be a lawyer (really doe)
Niggaz gotta get they priorities straight
(Donīt see Johnny Cochran out in this motherfucker)
Really doe.. young niggaz.. little RahRah
(sup nigga) Especially my little cousins donīt be no dumb guy
(Donīt be a dumb nigga, listen, young niggaz)
[singers freestyle and skat to the end of the song]
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