Spodee, Yung Booke, Shad da God, Doe B - Nothin 2 Lose lyrics

[Spodee, Yung Booke, Shad da God, Doe B - Nothin 2 Lose lyrics]

We in these streets
It's hard to make it through
I know some folks, that posted 22
Can't get no job
Caue I ain't finished school
Some people feel like they got shit to lose
You broke her heart, she goin kill you
Should've known better, baby, cut a few
She ain't got no mama, no daddy
No one but you some people like they ain't
Got nothin to lose

In the hood, just like TIP, true
Boy, I sware I know some folks
That make some fucked up moves
My nigga got locked up
While we was dealing blue
My other partner got locked up while
We was still in school
Do that shit for my young nigga
Nigga, you ain't getting fed
Slow down, stay down, nigga, use your head
Got some real niggas out there
My whole clique
That's some fuck niggas out there
Kill 'm like this feature, hoe
Gotta keep your head up, and the pot down
Gotta keep that extendo on the Glock tip
Might have to go ahead and beat the case
We posted on the block, yeah
Hit up Doe B, yeah, I got it for you
He do you like that, we kill for you
Pray to god, he the only one goin hear
Do time, fuck niggas goin feel it

We in these streets
It's hard to make it through
I know some folks, that posted 22
Can't get no job
Caue I ain't finished school
Some people feel like they got shit to lose
You broke her heart, she goin kill you
Should've known better, baby, cut a few
She ain't got no mama, no daddy
No one but you some people like they ain't
Got nothin to lose

Fuck the money, fuck the
Cops and what they do
Some haters hating, Doe, we do this for you
In the streets, gotta keep that 5
They ain't say nothin to you
And if they do, my 5 gonna run up them fools
In the last 2 years
I lost some people that was close to me
Already was seein things I
Wasn't supposed to see my niggas got rich
Sellin that dope to feends
I came up fucked up
Tired of eating that pork and beans
My life is pivital
I don't be cappin when I'm deliverin
These niggas, they send sebliminals
Before I was rappin and poppin this
Shit with the king, nigga, i was a criminal
Now I just sit back, and we ball
Everyday, Imma be thankfull to god
Making it out of this shit can be hard

We in these streets
It's hard to make it through
I know some folks, that posted 22
Can't get no job
Caue I ain't finished school
Some people feel like they got shit to lose
You broke her heart, she goin kill you
Should've known better, baby, cut a few
She ain't got no mama, no daddy
No one but you some people like they ain't
Got nothin to lose

We in the same clique
Don't fuck with different crews
When my partner got killed
It didn't make the news
Niggas ain't got shit lose
But got somethin to prove
If you snooze, you goin trip, tie your shoes
Young nigga, 14, know about it
Don't talk real, till you move somethin
Can't play in the hood, out the mud, man
Me and my niggas raised on vilants
Made a deal, got the police watchin
We wonderin why all the good niggas dieing
I'm sick of seein my mama crying
I'm grindin hard every morning
Got people depending on me
I got brand new people, they really want me
I never had a bed, never sleep on it
Free my niggas, and my aponents
You sit at the top, you always wanted it

We in these streets
It's hard to make it through
I know some folks, that posted 22
Can't get no job
Caue I ain't finished school
Some people feel like they got shit to lose
You broke her heart, she goin kill you
Should've known better, baby, cut a few
She ain't got no mama, no daddy
No one but you some people like they ain't
Got nothin to lose

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