On Nigga

Lyrics

[Intro: Caller & Project Pat] "Hello, hello" "Man, Pat what's up, man" "What's up, nigga" "Man, these niggas done came up in the motherfuckin' crib And got me for my shit, dawg" "Yeah, man, uhhh... What if I told you, I was that nigga" "Man, quit playin' doe, for real doe, man!" "No, you ain't hearin' me dawg, I got yo' motherfuckin' shit, nigga What the fuck you gone do about it?" "Fuck you nigga, I'll see you, boy!" [Verse 1] As a youngsta guns-ah, what I specialize in Me and my dawgs selling dope on a rising Rising in years we together in this hood life Struggling together, straight praying for the good life Yo life means more to me than my own do When you had some beef I went and shot on that whole crew I do what I gotta do, 'cause I'm yo right hand You's a lot older than me, I'm yo little man Mane time fly's now we old to older You done came up flippin' pebbles to boulders Told ya that I'm down with you until the graveyard Me and you got caught with some work in the same car You were facing more time than me if behind bars I was seventeen and a half so I took the charge You got larger heard now you own a crack house I did two years and they let a nigga back out [Hook] Since you's a on nigga, on nigga, fuck witcha boy Knowing good and well I grew up witcha boy You's a on nigga, on nigga, don't try to flodge You gonna make a nigga like me catch a charge Since you's a on nigga, on nigga, fuck witcha boy Knowing good and well I grew up witcha boy You's a on nigga, on nigga, don't try to flodge You gonna make a nigga like me catch a charge [Verse 2] Back out on the town and you riding in the Jag clean Hit me with a pound, then bought me a Chevy thang I could've sang and flew like the canary You know I got heart and I know you very scary Carrying a lot of weight, put in plenty work Always was down for ya dawg, did plenty dirt Looking like a jerk and ya living like a kingpin That ain't showing love, I'm about to stick this tone Inside ya fucking face, blow ya brains to the other side 38 dumb dumbs cut like a butter knife But inside the walls you be soaking up game quick Fuck that guerilla shit trick, I done got slick Remember ya kept ya dope backyard dawg house Over there on Dunlap, North Memphis mama house Looking for the cross that will come up from behind ya Muthafuck the laws, 'cause I'm taking what's mine-ah [Hook] Since you's a on nigga, on nigga, fuck witcha boy Knowing good and well I grew up witcha boy You's a on nigga, on nigga, don't try to flodge You gonna make a nigga like me catch a charge Since you's a on nigga, on nigga, fuck witcha boy Knowing good and well I grew up witcha boy You's a on nigga, on nigga, don't try to flodge You gonna make a nigga like me catch a charge [Verse 3] Mom's went to church so I'm jumping over gate fast You mane was outta town handling business Blew both Rottweilers out they misery You got a fist in good so they couldn't see Yea, it's kind of obvious what I came for Heroin and that white-dust ain't no shame boy A real robber robs a trick and don't say a word Got 'em for a pound of heroin and 'bout eight birds Mouth slurred, 'cause a nigga blowing on some good shit Celebrating, 'cause a playa done made a fat lick Any trick do this to me hollow points fly Dead in the face right between muthafuckas eye I be's the nigga busting if we in a brawl I'm my niggas back up so who we call Me damn fool, 'cause he knowing that I buck 'em I can play it off cool but mane fuck 'em [Hook] Since you's a on nigga, on nigga, fuck witcha boy Knowing good and well I grew up witcha boy You's a on nigga, on nigga, don't try to flodge You gonna make a nigga like me catch a charge Since you's a on nigga, on nigga, fuck witcha boy Knowing good and well I grew up witcha boy You's a on nigga, on nigga, don't try to flodge You gonna make a nigga like me catch a charge