Plies - Trying 2 Beat Da Odds lyrics

[Plies - Trying 2 Beat Da Odds lyrics]

I'm finna give it to your
Ass gun barrel straight
That's just how we rocking over here, bruh
Big Gates Records, bruh
Gun barrel straight, bih

Shout outs to everybody in the projects
Shout outs to everybody in the ghettos
See, understand this:
It's always a bright light at
The end of that struggle, my nigga

They say one out of ten blacks
We gonna die behind bars
Say if we were born in the ghetto
Then we ain't gonna make it far
Ain't know avoiding getting killed was
Gonna ever be this hard
To keep it real with you my nigga
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I'm just trying to beat the odds
They say one out of ten blacks
We gonna die behind bars
Say if we were born in the ghetto
Then we ain't gonna make it far
To keep it real with you my nigga
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I'm just trying to beat the odds

Niggas don't want to see me with shit
The white man don't neither
That's why I ride every day
Drink my liquor and smoke my reefer
The Mexicans the only motherfuckers
They put beneath us
I guess if you poor and white
The world don't fuck with you neither
I get it, I understand -I'm black
So I ain't equal
When you from the hood though
That shit run a lil’ deeper
Ain’t one motherfucker in my hood that
Done never became a doctor
Ain’t one body in my family who
Done never became a lawyer
My daddy sold dope
That shit hard not to follow
My momma did her best
But she had her own problems
My brother a two-timin’ loser
That's a whole ‘nother saga
Every nigga in my click
At some point was a robber
It's hard to think different
Cause shit -I'm from the projects
Soon as you make a lil’ money
Gotta spend it fightin’ charges ain't pussy
I'm a hundred -so I can't live with caution
I'm just trying to make sure
My wins outweigh my losses

They say one out of ten blacks
We gonna die behind bars
Say if we were born in the ghetto
Then we ain't gonna make it far
Ain't know avoiding getting killed was
Gonna ever be this hard
To keep it real with you my nigga
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I'm just trying to beat the odds
They say one out of ten blacks
We gonna die behind bars
Say if we were born in the ghetto
Then we ain't gonna make it far
To keep it real with you my nigga
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I'm just trying to beat the odds

It's a thousand niggas that die for every
One nigga that make it out
My homie can't even read
But do his thang with them pots
His momma been dead, his daddy smoke rocks
He can't get a job
Some might say it's his own fault
Sometimes situations
Can change what you was taught
If my momma and daddy was together
I wonder where I'd be
Cause most of the shit I know now
I learned it from the streets
Cause being a certain color
It attracts the police
And when you live in certain areas
You can never get peace
My momma’s biggest fear is me
Dying in these streets
But, if ain't up in it
How the fuck I'm gonna eat?
And it's sad to say
But nobody in my family got a degree
A nigga played ball
And dropped out for the streets
And got involved in hustling
And got in too deep
That shit got over my head
And the nigga couldn't even see
The streets ain't the Army
But I wanna be all I can be

They say one out of ten blacks
We gonna die behind bars
Say if we were born in the ghetto
Then we ain't gonna make it far
Ain't know avoiding getting killed was
Gonna ever be this hard
To keep it real with you my nigga
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I'm just trying to beat the odds
They say one out of ten blacks
We gonna die behind bars
Say if we were born in the ghetto
Then we ain't gonna make it far
To keep it real with you my nigga
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I'm just trying to beat the odds

I just got one wish ‘fore they
Drop me in the casket
To wake up one morning and see my momma happy
I wanna salute God for all
The bad shit that happened
Cause everything that went wrong
Now I understand it
He protect me from my enemies
Protected me when I was trapping
He left me when I was lil’
But I still forgive my daddy
The world done got rough
Everything done got drastic
I'm just a black man
That's the color of my fabric
If I'm ever gonna make it
The hustle I got to marry
The road done been rough
But I refuse to let it try me
I done made some mistakes
But shit I ain't embarrassed
I gotta beat the odds
Cause one day I'm ‘a perish

They say one out of ten blacks
We gonna die behind bars
Say if we were born in the ghetto
Then we ain't gonna make it far
Ain't know avoiding getting killed was
Gonna ever be this hard
To keep it real with you my nigga
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I'm just trying to beat the odds
They say one out of ten blacks
We gonna die behind bars
Say if we were born in the ghetto
Then we ain't gonna make it far
To keep it real with you my nigga
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I'm just trying to beat the odds

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