[J Dot R] Is it your peoples all you really trust Same niggas that's quick to knuckle up and cock and bust Same niggas by any means, so money is a must Same niggas couldn't sign deals when you was locked up Same niggas with all the green, and then they pop up Same niggas you collect the dough from, and they sure bucks Same niggas that know she's wifey and still try to fuck Same niggas they move like squirrels trying to get a nut Same niggas that was like iodine up in the cut Same niggas I used to hustle on the blocks with Same niggas that's always running from the cops quick Same niggas that got locked, you thought that they won't snitch Same niggas that got shot, they crying like a bitch Same niggas you probably with and know if you ain't rich Same niggas that bust a clip, will leave you in that ditch Same nigga you think a gangsta, a straight bitch
[Chorus: Shabazz the Disciple, Frances Elizee] You know the kind, always run off at the mouth Claim he got a nine, but he never backing out (The same nigga at the table at your crib The same nigga that be hugging your kids) You know the kind, always run off at the mouth Claim he got a nine, but he never backing out (The same nigga took care of all his bid The same nigga that'll pierce your rib)
[R.H. Bless] No, I don't trust them niggas, and I don't love them niggas Got nothing but slugs for them niggas, I ain't grow up with them niggas The same niggas that'll plot and scheme, smile in your face, then want your slot and your gleem And everything else to envy you for, I dream by greed The same nigga, you always knew you couldn't turn your back on The same ghetto sasson, you better keep your strap on The same nigga, coming around like it's all love But inside, his passion's to really to fill your ass up with slug The same nigga, we drop these verses about You see his nervous working, point his punk ass out
[Interlude: Shabazz the Disciple] There that nigga go right out, that faggot fuck Judas...
[Shabazz the Disciple] That same nigga you was in court with in handcuffs The same nigga you sat next to on the jail bus In shackles and jumps, same nigga, ankle to ankle You held him down in the yard, now he plotting to shank you
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[J Dot R] Is it your peoples all you really trust Same niggas that's quick to knuckle up and cock and bust Same niggas by any means, so money is a must Same niggas couldn't sign deals when you was locked up Same niggas with all the green, and then they pop up Same niggas you collect the dough from, and they sure bucks Same niggas that know she's wifey and still try to fuck Same niggas they move like squirrels trying to get a nut Same niggas that was like iodine up in the cut Same niggas I used to hustle on the blocks with Same niggas that's always running from the cops quick Same niggas that got locked, you thought that they won't snitch Same niggas that got shot, they crying like a bitch Same niggas you probably with and know if you ain't rich Same niggas that bust a clip, will leave you in that ditch Same nigga you think a gangsta, a straight bitch
[Chorus: Shabazz the Disciple, Frances Elizee] You know the kind, always run off at the mouth Claim he got a nine, but he never backing out (The same nigga at the table at your crib The same nigga that be hugging your kids) You know the kind, always run off at the mouth Claim he got a nine, but he never backing out (The same nigga took care of all his bid The same nigga that'll pierce your rib)
[R.H. Bless] No, I don't trust them niggas, and I don't love them niggas Got nothing but slugs for them niggas, I ain't grow up with them niggas The same niggas that'll plot and scheme, smile in your face, then want your slot and your gleem And everything else to envy you for, I dream by greed The same nigga, you always knew you couldn't turn your back on The same ghetto sasson, you better keep your strap on The same nigga, coming around like it's all love But inside, his passion's to really to fill your ass up with slug The same nigga, we drop these verses about You see his nervous working, point his punk ass out
[Interlude: Shabazz the Disciple] There that nigga go right out, that faggot fuck Judas...
[Shabazz the Disciple] That same nigga you was in court with in handcuffs The same nigga you sat next to on the jail bus In shackles and jumps, same nigga, ankle to ankle You held him down in the yard, now he plotting to shank you
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