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What type of shit
Take a son
From his momma, I was chillin with my uncle this one
time, He was telling me man, It's a difference, it's a difference, You gotta know the difference
between these street niggas, these hood niggas, and these real niggas
See a street nigga, all they know is the streets, (against my will I come to death) Come from the streets, move
Like the streets, (the people and the kings of all his own), Kill you, rob you, snake you
Whatever, this ain't over the streets and that's all he ever knew, he got some hood
Niggas, nobody cared to be his master, they brought up in the hood, all they know is the
hood, and they got intentions to get it now, but they don't always make it, and you got real
Niggas, see these real niggas, these real niggas, they know the streets, and they know the hood
They know it's way more than life, than all that shit, see the real niggas taking care of yours
And your family, making sure yall get up out that hood, get away from them Street niggas, and them hood niggas, that'll snake you and jeopardize you and yours, take away from yours
Own yours, my niggas to this day, they didn't get to see 21, (he said to hear them )
Know niggas behind bars right now, niggas couldn't keep a secret, niggas seen how much money
he was getting, he had to tell somebody else, that went and told somebody else, (that's wiser
don't cling so to him, Bear your pain the way a brave woman suffers, you have no strength
No blood for any help, there's no help for you anywhere, think, the city gone, your husband too
And you are captive and alone, How can you do battle with us)