I'm going through some thangs
 These bitch ass niggas got me goin' through some thangs.
 I'm going through some thangs
 I'm going through some thangs
 These bitch ass niggas got me goin' through some thangs.

 Verse 2: [Master P]
 I close my eyes, I can't sleep, I visualize death
 I seen my little homie get smoked like a cigarette
 and these G's on the streets, enemies,
 they'll take your life for a hundred C's
 I mean a hundred dollars or less
 the game gets so wicked that  I wear a bulletproof vest
 and now I'm grown, and they wonder why I'm crazy
 Imagine feedin' tablets and beer to a baby
 Never had a chance when I was 5
 nigga took me in the car, took me on the ghetto ride
 Cruisin' through streets that I've never seen
 pull the clip off a 30 round magazine
 Taught me how to deal with a triple beam
 and ever since then I've been servin' dope fiends
 I got the game in the bag that's so big
 nigga see my nuts it's like two figs
 swoll to the fullest,
 in my heart to my vein, pumpk nickel plated bullets
 and this ghetto got me stressed (stressed),
 cuz niggas that you know ( bitches) will rob you blind & leave you to rest.

 Chorus: [Master P}

 I'm going through some thangs
 These bitches and these  niggas got me goin' through some thangs
 I'm going through some thangs
 I'm going through some thangs
 These bitches and these niggas got me goin' through some thangs
 I'm going through some thangs
 I'm going through some thangs
 These bitches and these niggas got me goin' through some thangs

 Verse 2: [Big Ed]

 I hit that nigga with a AR-15, do it clean
 back up in the lex, bumpin' Mia, with my mug mean
 Bulletproof vest, Smith & Wess
 for enemies fuckin' steppin' in my direction
 I'm gonna teach these niggas a lesson.
 Flexin' like an Anaconda, I'm stuffed like bombers
 Hit ya step and get wet, then duck my doorway teck.
 I holds my own like I'm pissin'
 beef with us is death wishing, I put to work because they didn't listen
 They tryed to set me up, why did they push me?
 Hook me up in the town with the killer pussy
 rap me up between the sheets
 nigga bust out the closet, but my 9 made 'em dead meat.
 I shot the hoe who set me up
 I'm drivin' off mad because the niggas threw off my nut
 I'm going through a thang, ain't no thang though
 cause before I left, I hit the set & took all the dope

 Chorus: [Master P}

 I'm going thorugh some thangs
 I'm going through some thangs
 These bitches and these  niggas got me goin' through some thangs
 I'm going through some thangs
 I'm going through some thangs
 These bitches and these niggas got me goin' through some thangs


 (Mr. Serv-On)

 So if it seem, point the beam
 Since a youngster,these niggas pushed my cemetery dream
 Lean my body if they could,
 and wished ya die, I wished ya coward motherfuckers would
 Everyday, I thank god for my baby, she fall asleep on my chest
 but if her momma catch her callin' me daddy, she whoop that ass
 I'm not scared to blast, why my momma wish she never had me?
 She know these streets got me crazy
 I'm hittin' my momma for some pocket change,
 to stay one step ahead all these niggas in the game
 My daddy, gangsterism pumpin' d up in my vein.
 Should I kill a nigga for respect, or should I let him go?
 and if I do, someone please close my eyes
 when I'm layin' bleedin' on the floor
 That's why I never trust a bitch
 cause now a days these bitches carry an extra clip
 Ready to knock ya head off for that paper
 always down for a caper,
 Mr. S-E-R-V
 I'm going through some thangs, lord help me

 Chorus: [Master P}

 I'm going through some thangs
 I'm going through some thangs
 These bitches and these  niggas got me goin' through some thangs
 I'm going through some thangs
 I'm going through some thangs
 These bitches and these niggas got me goin' through some thangs

 [Master P talks]

 Going through somethangs, ya heard me?
 I done made it out the ghetto
 and every nigga that I know, that still there
 Think I owe them somthing
 and every motherfuckin' nigga that was down with me
 or wanted to be, wanna be just like me
 They think I owe them something
 Every bitch I stopped fucking with,
 thank I owe them something
 Know what I'm sayin'?
 Nigga can't even ride in his motherfuckin' car
 Nigga can't even walk though the streets
 without a motherfucker thinkin' a  nigga who think he owe him some
 I got mine, and you can get yours
 Motherfuckers in my family,
 they think a nigga just got boo-coo money,
 just a blown on them, just to give to a motherfucker
 that don't wanna do nothing for theyselves motherfucker
 Be a real motherfucker, be a TRU nigga, get ya own
 Damn, can't even mourn the dead anymore
 without  motherfuckers thinking if you a big nigga in the hood
 you must be stickin' prices on other niggas heads
 But I'm bigger than that nigga
 I got family in the Caliope, the Magnolia, and the Saint Bernard nigga