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Young Niggas

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  • 2016.10.14
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So what's up Lil J? We down Ray Ray So what set you claiming? Claiming Hoover and South Shores We down with 32's in most quads, straight like that Straight like that huh? We grew up as friends, we was 10, lil' niggas on the block He ain't have his own basketball, so we shared my rock His mama was a fiend, he ain't heard from his pops He used to share my clothes with him all the way down to his socks He would spend the night, that one night would turn into a week At least until his mama got back on her feet and she never did So he moved in with me, my mama, and my sisters Couldn't let him go to foster care 'cause she ain't trust the system So she took care of him like he was me Gave us everythin' she could back when shit was all good Just some young niggas We was just some young niggas We was just some young niggas Niggas turned 12 in '92, we was headed to the 7th grade Runnin' 'round, stealin' cars, dreamin' about the better days Duckin' strays, catchin' fades, tryna make it through this maze Teachers out here smokin' J's and wonder why we misbehave Same book, different page, another year, different age Cross colors, colors cross, bows turnin' into fades He started Crippin', I started Bloodin' Now we walkin' through the halls of school like we don't even know each other Young niggas Young niggas, out in these streets We was just some young niggas All in these streets to feed Young niggas Lord knows I don't want no enemies, yeah Young niggas in these, ohh Started off as brothers but sometimes shit fall apart How can I hate this nigga with all this love up in my heart With this nigga mean muggin' every time we in the class Nigga tuck that blue rag or I'ma beat your fuckin' ass Guess my mind gone Caught him after school, he ain't had no ride home Still got that rag hangin', that's what got him fired on He pulled the strap, so I pistol whipped him with the chrome Wasn't tryna kill him, coulda pulled the trigger, I was just a Young nigga Young niggas, out in these streets Just a young nigga All in these streets to feed Just a young nigga Lord knows I don't want no enemies, yeah I was just a young nigga Young niggas in these, ohh Whopped my nigga ass, he ain't take it on the chin Rumor startin' to spread, I guess it's on when I see him Two weeks pass and graduation came around I was walkin' through the choir, .45 under my gown Had to take a leak, so I headed to the bathroom Corner of my eye, seen him comin' out of the class room We exchange words, so I cocked the 45th He shot, I shot back, thank God I ain't get hit But damn I miss my young nigga Young niggas, out in these streets Just a young nigga All in these streets to feed Just a young nigga Lord knows I don't want no enemies, yeah Young niggas in these, ohh Young niggas Young niggas Young niggas I ain't the one nigga Damn I miss my young niggas

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