For sure, lil' one
 I know what you're goin' through to shine
 Niggas pullin' off all type of shit
 But, look: if you don't know what you're doin',
 you'd better catch the sideline
 Catch the sideline

 Nigga, the block look the same - it's just crack and cocaine
 Niggas losin' but we still maintainin'
 Livin' life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand
 Knockin' project bricks
 Flippin' chickens, and movin' out quick
 Hard-hustlin' 'cause we love slingin' this white shit
 S.S., Monte Carlo's, hard-tops - we love that shit
 'Bout two-hundred thugs with this clique
 We multiply everyday for the bullshit
 For the hood shit
 Burned down buildin's ain't no good, slick
 Niggas pullin' auctions on they own cars to get money quick
 Then we dippin' and dabbin'
 Goin' back to the labbin'
 Lil' niggas payin' me for cookin' they slabbin'
 Cook a brick and make it out a brick-and-halfin'
 Chargin' them young g's ten G's for cookin' they slabs
 Say, lil' wodie, I gots to have it

 (Hook - 4x [Juvenile])
 It's a hard life we livin' - they 'bout they drama
 We earn stripes from killin' - attack like piranhas

 [Lil' Wayne]
 Look
 Look
 On the streets it ain't sweet
 They be (?)
 It's not a game, homeboy - this ain't the NFL
 Him just (?) from rippin' with the mid-deck twelve
 Hit the block in twin-SL's, and spit at gals
 You get that, pal?
 Once it's war, nigga, skip town
 'Cause if I don't do it, be swimmin' with fish, clown
 Now, crack a whole chick down, sell it in quarters
 If the drama happen to hit town, I'm 'nappin' your daughter
 If the broad try to flip out, I'm cuttin' her water
 If your boys try to help out, I'm killin' they fathers
 When and wherever
 What and however - you bring it good
 I'll have your mom singin' "Hmmm hmm hmmm"
 Cause nowadays lot of niggas got coward ways
 So I ride with K's to knock off the side of heads
 But I'm tryin' to stay man, I'm tryin' to stay focused
 What I'm tryin' to say we gon' bust it wide open!

 (Hook - 4x [Juvenile])

 [Mannie Fresh]
 What
 What
 Pimps, playas, riders, rollers, hustlers
 Gangstas, thugs, criminal motherfuckers
 Hit it, quit it, fuck it, leave it, flee
 No evidence at your residence - that's me
 Black, ugly, mean, sheisty bastard
 Preachers and teachers sayin', "I'm surprised you lasted."
 Guns, drugs, bitches hot sex
 Weed, crack, heroin - what's next?
 Feds, cops, killers politicians
 Hookers, hoes, (?) all on missions
 Crooks, mayors, presidents, and leaders
 N-double-A-CP, rednecks, and meat beaters
 Mommas, baby-mommas, aunties and cousins
 Scatter sites, knocked-out lights, projects by the dump
 And cars, broads, murders ghetto life
 I went through all that shit
 for platinum ringers and a little bit of ice

 (Hook - 4x [Juvenile])

 [Juvenile]
 I've been blessed
 I thank the Lord everyday
 for gettin' me from 'round these devils in these dark hallways
 How the fuck you gonna help me when I don't care?
 Niggas see me front it all - they just look and stare
 And talk about how it should be and how it could be
 Bentley in my basement - ain't nobody understood me
 Take care of your people like you take care of your kids
 'Cause money ain't shit when you don't know how to live
 And niggas gon' pretend to be your friend when they ain't
 You expect 'em to be there until the end, but they can't
 Now, how many of you can say you're a real nigga?
 Play the Prowler, but scared to go in the field with ya
 You gon' know your nigga - he gon' be there, still with ya
 Whether if it's talkin' or slingin' the steal with ya
 Don't answer nobody questions
 Gotta turn to the Lord with a confession

 (Hook - 4x [Juvenile])
 It's a hard life we livin' - 'cause they 'bout they drama
 We earn stripes from killin' - attack like piranhas