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I want to dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' SanderfordAnd all other lil' young niggas that's in a rush to be gangstasAs a young nigga, I'm almost swellin' in the windGive anything, to be that innocent again, when I was tenI didn't bang but I was hangin' with the homiesTell them niggas started slangin' that they don't know meI got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay meLately I've been tryin' to make a bill-ion, can you play meWith that jealousy they need to miss me, don't sweat meIf them cowards really want me, come get me, and even ISomeday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ridePut down the top, now we flossin'Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the windowWorkin' with a twenty sack of indo, feelin' goodStop through the hood, grab the young thugsAnd I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, know it's badBut all we had was our hopes and dreamsCouldn't see unless we learned to slang dope to fiendsAs young niggas[Chorus]Letras de cancionesHe's the kind of G like everybody knowsAs a young niggaHe's always G'd up, from head to toeMy memories as a young niggaAlways got it blown like Al CaponeYoung niggaHe's the downest G I've ever knownBack in Junior High, when we was barely gettin'' by, when daddy diedThat's when my momma started gettin'' highMy neighborhood was full of drivebys, couldn't surviveAll our homies livin'' short lives, I couldn't cryTold my momma if I did die, just put a blunt in my casketLet me get my dead homies highCome follow me throughout my history, it's just"Me Against the World" stuck in misery, as a young niggaMy only thing was to be paidLife full of riches avoid snitched cause they shady, back in the daysWe always found the time to play,But that's before they taught them gang-bangers how to sprayNot just L.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. LouisEvery stadium that I go, when will they change?Stuck in the game like a dumb niggaRemember how it was, to be a young nigga[Chorus] I'm telling youTo be young, have your brains and have every ? and all thatYo, y'all niggas don't know how good you really do got itMotherfuckers need to just calm downAnd peep what the fuck they want to do for the rest of the life'Fore you end your life before you begin your lifeYou dumb niggaNow that I'm grown, I got my mind on bein' somethin'Don't want to be another statistic, out here doin' nuttin'Tryin' to maintain in this dirty game, keep it realAnd I will even if it kills me, my young niggasBreak away from these dumb niggasPut down the guns and have some fun nigga, the rest'll come niggaFame is a fast thing, that gang bangin'Puttin' niggas in a casket, murdered for hangin'At the wrong place at the wrong time, no longer livin'''Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every dayI watch the murder rate increases, and even worseThe epidemic and diseases, what is the future?The projects lookin' hopeless, whereMore and more brothers givin' up and don't careSometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weedAnd I proceed to blow the track up, for young niggas[Chorus: x2] This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know)Little bad motherfuckers from the block (that's right)Them niggas that's thirteen and fourteenDrivin'' Cadillacs, Benzes and shit (I see you boy)Young motherfuckin' hustlers (make that money boy)Stay strong niggaYou could be a fuckin' accountant, not a dope dealerYou know what I'm sayin'? (Go to school nigga, go to school)Fuck around and, you pimpin' out hereYou could be a lawyer (really doe)Niggas gotta get they priorities straight(Don't see Johnny Cochran out in this motherfucker)Really doe, young niggas, little RahRah(sup nigga) Especially my little cousins don't be no dumb guy(Don't be a dumb nigga, listen, young niggas)
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"Young Niggaz" as written by L. Maurice Stewart, Lemorius Tyler, Tupac Shakur, Nathan Leftenat, Thomas Jenkins, Charles Singleton, Larry Blackmon
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