Bizzle - Think 4 a Minute lyrics

What up? What it is, homie?
This one here is for tha OG's & lil' homies
Huggin' tha block
Duckin da cops wit' bundles of rocks
Tucked in tha dash of tha Jag
Wit' one in his sock
How you feel about ya situation?
You love it or you hate it or
You indifferent long as it is payin'
(for real) and is it really for yo
Kids like you claimin' or
Dat 22 inches on dat Benz dat you swangin'?
And if it really is
I'm just prayin' that it change
Fo' you put dat fiend's kids
In dat same situation
Where they kids is sufferin'
They tummies in a rage
Cuz' they moms gave you they
Food money for some 'caine
If she was yo reli' would
You tell her go home?
Would you tell her do better? Would
You sell her those stones?
Does anybody around ya tell
Ya dat it's wrong?
Have you ever heard a rap star
Tell ya dat in songs? No

I know it sounds like I'm preachin' to ya
But but think fo' a minute, homie
They say ya' too far gone
But, I'm reachin for ya
Sayin' just think fo' a minute, homie
I know dat life moves fast so
We never take the chance
To think fo' a minute, homie
Think fo' a minute, homie
Yeah, Think fo' a minute, homie

What up pimp?
Look, Let me get a minute wit' you
To see why when I called you dat you
Ain't feel as if I dissed you
And if I was White
Would it cause a bigger issue?
We love to claim it but you hate
It when it's pinned against you like, "Oh
I'm Black so you figga I'm a thug?"
Then be on tha block like, "yeah
Nigga I'm a thug"
It's like we afraid ta dream
It's a shame ta see
Went from slave to free now look at
The things we claim ta be
What's keepin' us from cleanin' da streets?
Why in our neighborhood
It's cool for people ta be
Thievin' & robbin' & makin' fiends
That are feeble and weak
Killin' each other wit'out thinkin' if
People'll even speak to police?
And I don't wanna hear tha
Government gave us that
They might've gave us straps
But they ain't make 'em clap
And they ain't in tha hood
Mowin' down black folks
And they ain't coming to tha
Hood sellin' blacks dope no

I see ya t-shirt say stop snitchin'
But the hood just tha hood
Cuz' we not snitchin'
Not snitchin' is what got em
On tha block trippin'
Drug dealers ain't hidin'
They standin' on da block pitchin'
Come to tha hood everybody & commit a crime!
Even if they see you & tha cops come
They finna' lie
You can't steal from Beverly Hills
You'll go ta jail
But, you can hit the hood in broad
Day & won't no one tell
Used ta wanna make the streets safer
Fa tha kids but no
We would rather make the streets
Safer fa tha criminal
You safer in tha hood robbin'
5 dudes fa 20 dollas
Than in Hollywood robbin' 1
Fo' a hunnid dollas
Yeah it sound stupid, it's supposed to
It shoulda sounded dat way when they told you
The cold part is I was raised on tha hype
So, it's hard for me ta tell
Even if I know it's right it's crazy