[talking]

You know, the thing that bothers me the most

Is how these niggaz mayn, always running around

They saying you my dog, I got you holla at me baby fa sho

It's real you know, but when you ask the nigga for a favor

And you hit his cell phone, or you call the nigga home

He capping the call, keep it real baby



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You my dog right, if a nigga needed you

To loan me a thousand, would you really come through

Say you my dog right, if I caught a murder case

Would you lie and tell the laws, that I was chilling at your place

You my dog right, if I just got out

And you was on your feet, would you shoot me a knot

Say you my dog right, and I'm believing what you say

And when I ask you for a favor, you bet not even play



[Lil' Head]

This is some'ing, that I can't look over

When a person's doing bad, these niggaz tend to turn cold shoulders

Where my dogs, when I need 'em mostly

I should of payed attention, plus peeped the game closely

But I didn't now I'm hurting dog, and it's for certain dog

That I'm pissed, and really wanna try and hurt 'em all

What will that solve mayn, not a damn thang

That's why I hope and pray to God, that I will see some change

Ain't this a damn shame, how niggaz flip the script

Oh he don't know a nigga now, cause he flip a whip

You was the same cat, that use to chill in my crib

When we got hungry, my father use to grill us some ribs

Since we were kids, my mother use to bake us a cake

You use to ask for one dollar, I'd distribute you eight

And now you tears to act fake, and live this Hollywood life

I garuntee that in the end, you will have to pay the price



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[Lil' Head]

When I had a lil' work, I use to front a lot of cats

And told 'em holla at me baby, when you flip that hundred pack

Not knowing these funny cats, had no intentions

On paying Lil' Head back, some of my expenses

Now that I'm broke peep this here, the same niggaz I fronted

Around here capping, with them big face hundreds

But that's ok, even though I'm struggling dog

I'ma find a way, and when I get back on my note

It'll be brighter days, but I take my time with it

And play my friends close, plus I keep the nine fitted

While niggaz pushing for six, I be chasing nine digits

You done had your chance to shine, now it's my time to get it



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[Lil' Head]

I was told that it's all love, but where's the love when I need it

Half of these niggaz I meet, are disgusted and greedy

Half of these niggaz on feet, wouldn't even give to the needy

Half of these niggaz are weak, and expecting a freebie

That's why I grind dog, it's for my own good

Ain't it fucked up how niggaz hate you, out your own hood

Nobody gave a fuck about me, it was only a few

Troy, Reed and my brother Water and my nigga J-Mue

And my nigga J.C., just to sum it all up

Took a nigga out the struggle, helped me build my funds up

Protected by some guerillas, that'll raise they guns up

Respected by street niggaz, sorta like a dumb brah

Ain't this the life mayn, I ain't wanting for shit

And them bitches that use to cap me, now they wanting the dick

And the niggaz that use to shine, now they ain't buy shit

Even though I'm shining now, I ain't gon flip the script



[Hook]