da man

big tymers

all i ever wanted to do was be da man

get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam

but the dirty streets in the city won't let me go

all i ever wanted to do was be da man

get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam

but quarter ki's make g's that's all i know

a hit of crack frock could get ya fucked up

a ki of coke could get you rich

but too much of this shit can get you stuck up

that's why it's best to deal wit a nigga that you know and chill wit

case he flip the script

you know where he live at

plus

the game don' came a long way

yeah we don' lost a lot of niggas that was speedin down the wrong way

see these days these niggas squeeze triggas quicker than yo boys

cuz they got guns bigger than yours

plus ain't not more coppin out

you either ridin or tellin

if you ride then you ride forever

born the son of a straight killa

raised by a strong woman

i'll ride for my homies

so

can a nigga get a boooonnnd

or do another nigga have to come along and raise my daughter.son

your honor

answer this question and be honest

if you lock me up for the summer will you support my momma?

ay ay

move on over

i sit and took over

2 clips

the ak holder

brick taped to my bitch

strapped on her shoulder

raw grams in the trunk of a jag

hard ounces stashed in my cadillac dash

it's drought season daddy

we huntin for riches

we fly like birds go divin for fishes

a known deep boy

the #1 stunna

got a hundred brick stash in the back of the hummer

but on my block

a old tymer got shot

i didn't wanna do it but he was holdin my spot

i'm shittin on niggas

grandma got grams

she gave me a revolver

automatics get jammed

i'm *hood rich* nigga one feet in the sand

i'm one of a few niggas that beat the man

see

check it out

the dope game is a mother fucker

young man

i bet you yo lil ass ain't even got a gun man

you in the game now you know what you don' done man?

yeah

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