Letra Same niggas de Ma$e

[Intro]
Uh, yeah, yeah
Shit is crazy, yo
(I feel you though, nigga)
Who woulda ever thought, same nigga´s
It´d be them same nigga´s
(You are the same nigga, though)
Same nigga that couldn´t get the deal
Now I´m the hottest nigga wit a deal
(You ain´t changed a bit)

Yo, niggas never got nothin´ good to say, quick to blame
´Fore you judge me feel my pain
You know it ain´t a vest in the world that could shield my reign
You ain´t got money for the gas bitch, get out the range
Got welcomed to the game wit´ like 4 mil´ and change
Nigga´s feelin´ like I changed, but I´m feelin the same
So who cares if they beg to differ
When all them nigga´s that beg to differ
Is cokeheads and sniffers
Take me for example, least I made it
You think nigga´s in the hood should appreciate it
By time it´s happy birthday its gon´ be belated
When you me, everything you do get exaggerated
You miss a nigga pound they gon´ say you flipped out
Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out
As a youth it´s just a lot of shit I wanna live out
Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without
Same niggas I was starvin´, couldn´t get a crumb from
Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from
I needed money for school, couldn´t get no ones from
Got jumped in the park and couldn´t get the guns from
Instead of rollin´ wit a clique, roll wit my sis
Hell no, these motherfuckers can´t hold my stick
You think I care if they get mad? I don´t owe them shit
Wanna hold sumthin´ hold my dick, nigga

[1] - We might be from a different hood
But we the same nigga´s
(That´s just the way it is)
Don´t be thinkin´ shit all good
It be them same nigga´s
Same nigga´s get caught, blame niggas
Same nigga´s, go to court and name, nigga´s
(Some things will never change)

It be them same nigga´s
Man, regardless how you feel
(It´s the way it is)
It be the same motherfuckers that´ll get you killed
Them same nigga´s, them same nigga´s, them same nigga´s
Them same nigga´s
That´s why I don´t fuck wit niggas

I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home
Been through a lot of shit so I´m glad to be grown
But yo´, where were these freaks when I had no jeeps
Livin on 34th street and we ain´t have no heat
´Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th
Asked you for dough and you said "no" dead in my face
But now that I´m on, it´s like I owe everybody somethin´
All my niggas dead so everybody frontin´
Same kid´s went to Catholic school is dealers
And same nigga´s had no heart is now killers
Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist
But even when I dream, it wasn´t better than this
But actually, the nigga´s who would scrap for me
Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me
Ain´t even here to get a platinum plaque for me
I talk to them but they don´t talk back to me
I ain´t know you that long so ain´t much I can ask of you
And when I reminisce I can´t take it back wit´ you
I can´t ask "Yo´ what happen to my nigga Black or Q?"
So I don´t really need to rap wit you, ya know?

[Repeat 1]

Yo´, I figured if we All Out, it´s all right
As long as when we all brawl we all fight
I´m under nigga´s hoses like roses
Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man
Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight
Just call my bluff and it be on tonight
I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm
Ain´t fuckin wit my sister cuz I´m mad at my mom
Blink sayin´, "That ain´t you wit a gat in your palm"
But Blink, it´s either that or be harmed
So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh
Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death
So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best
But I would never wanna wish her my stress
Cause it´s like when I hurt, y´all laugh
They put me on every forecast sayin´ that I bought ass
So I drink a tall glass before I spaz
Then I take it like a man and let it all pass
I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me
I show nigga´s love and nigga´s underhand me
Then they wonder why I want no family
What I need a hooker for, gettin´ head from
And I fear when New Year´s come, cuz it might be the year
A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain´t fair
Like you call on the saints but the saints don´t hear
You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don´t hear
So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts
If I never change, how I´m gon´ change back, explain that
They sayin´ Mase ain´t the same cat
But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back
Them same nigga´s
Them same nigga´s
Them same nigga´s
Them same nigga´s
That´s why I don´t fuck wit niggas

It´s crazy like that, you know what I´m saying?
You´ll be tellin´ a nigga you got a deal
He think that that shit come with Rollies
And they come wit´ Benz´s
Come with Bentleys and houses and shit
They don´t need no one to work, a nigga quitin´

[Repeat 1 until fade]