Yeah! uh
Let yall niggaz know me
Yeah, WOO!
Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven a nigga entered
Big lips, popped out placenta
Momma aint breastfeed, had no pop neither
Pop leaves shit but a name - Obie
Elementary homie thats how it started
In garbage, retarded, gainin that heart
Fuck niggaz, claimin they hard, a nigga come home touched
My motherfuckin momma bangin me harder
"Nigga take your ass out their and fight for tomorrow"
Thats what she told me, "little punk, blame that on your father"
So I had no choice, nigga pick up a brick
Split a motherfuckers shit for tryin to fuck with the kid
Get a little older, hair on my dick, now Im curious
Niggaz on the corner gettin money rockin jewelry
Allowance, nigga that aint man shit
Cowards, nigga that aint man shit
I had to prove to myself
How these niggaz same age as me calculatin this wealth
So I got me a clique and niggaz what?
Workin one sixteenth, like "nigga we can clean up"
Follow my life, homie from start til now
Only my motherfuckin momma nigga holds me down
And Lord knows all this shit that I done put her through
I speak through her straight to you, motherfuckers
Two for one, here, here take this, two for one
Quit switching dicks, holla at me, see you fuck with
Summer 94, Im gettin a little dough
Taller than my momma, so Im listenin to her nose
Im listenin to them hoes scream "O!"
And Im listenin to them Os go CHOP!
P-Funk, Joe and me pumpin on the block, summertime
I call her auntie, she cop three at a time
Throw a extra bump bringin cline
Im so involved with the grind, Im losin my mind
Fuck a steady job, Im tryin
I steady mob, Im dyin in this game, I aint lyin
Sellin so much coke forgettin its a crime
Flyin down I-75, pocket full of dimes
Give a fuck about the radar on me
Bumpin Big or Pac, yo nigga who tryin me?
- Get off the god damn truck!
- Fuck you, yo I aint did shit
- Put your fucking hands in the air!
- Bitch!
Yeah, all my of life
Only my momma know
Obie .. Obie Trice .. Shady and its crazy, motherfuckers
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