Ghetto Twiinz - In That Water (1997) by Ghetto Twiinz (보컬) on maniadb.com

If Jb don't hustle then my kid won't eat,
And if my kid don't eat then momma won't sleep.
I have no time to sit around and see what his dad gone do.
He ain't did jack from the start, what the hell he gone do.
But big timer high rolling women from State to state and,
The one who look just like him don't even know his face.
Now he praying and he thieving runnin from church to church,
But that plan didn't work playa your kid comes first.
Now he praying for forgiveness now his luck messed up,
And his kid growing up and don't know what's up.
Responsibility have you ever heard of it baby.
I'm a strong chick and you will never worry me baby.
I'm out here working it, writing then rhymes I'm twirkin it,
Making that green deserving it.
Homeboy I know you heard of it.
Your baby son is growing up baby momma's blowing up.
If I catch that tail I just might leave it swolled up.
Any boy can make a child takes a man to raise one.
Boy you just made one too stupid to raise one.
And these youngsters thank you cold let them know that you ain't shit,
When it comes down to this real shit.
Responsibility he couldn't take,
And that was one of those mean things that made him fake.
You really thinks you's a man hey buster you's a lie.
Strong women survive fake playa's die (fake playa's die).
Well if I didn't write rhymes, where the hell I'd be,
And if I didn't pay rent, where the hell I'd sleep.
I ain't depending on my man cause he ain't worth it,
And if I did depend on mine I'll be a stuck out chick.
I keep my eyes on my riches, women do the same.
Ain't no love in this game ain't a damn thing changed.
Just because your man do you gotta take his licks.
Staying out all night he just keep you sick.
And I'm gone tell it like it is cus I ain't that chick,
And I'm gone keep it on the real cus I'm a real LiL' chick.
I give them girls the finger who ain't bout making dollars.
They stomp worse than Madonna women this game here is sour.
All on his dating list cuz you thank he richin.
You wonder why he call you trickin.
It's all about responsibility have you heard of it.
I pass your royalties stank G's ya'll deservin' it I'm deservin' it.

[Chorus:]
So many things to do, so many places to be,
It's my responsibility, responsibility.
So many things to do, so many places to be,
It's my responsibility, responsibility.

The first thing you must do is stay true.
Depending on your man leave you stuck like glue.
Don't tell you with a pair that won't do, nobody handle business like you,
All he wanna do is screw, Lord knows that's the truth.
Now your rents past do, and your man saying it's due.
Who gone pay the bills now where you live, we guess that's all on you.
But you totally disagree,
Now your kids up on the streets it all about your salary use your
Best ability and you'll see.

[Chorus]

[Verse 1:]
It was a late, late Sunday
When the drama went down.
Playas smoking on blunts,
Playas sipping on Crown,
Playas all around.
These G-Ts cuz we looking sexy,
In our spandex dresses,
And we chillin on the Lexus.
Kickin it wit some homies from uptown
Letting us know, some drama bout to go down
We have to get from 'round -
These gangstas
We have our kids up in tha back seat
We strapped tight wit tha glock
In case they bring tha heat
We was chillin on tha driver's side
Killas undisguised
When they did that drive-by.
We heard a kid cry "mommy don't ya let me die"
Seen tha blood and tha tears rollin down my eyes
Call tha cops, forget tha cops,
Won't ya grab tha glock.
No time to explain, my baby's been shot
With a AK, killa no way
Cuz I don't play, behind my baby
Lord...,
I heard my baby screaming
"mama come and squeeze me"
As I break down screaming "don't ya leave me"
Paramedics pumpin in her chest to bring her back
Bleeding to death as my baby take her last breath
I drop to my knees, Lord please, help me
Don't take my baby, I'll go crazy
The Lord didn't hear my cry cuz my baby died.
I grab my hand as I scream, tryin to wonder why.
As she lay on the concrete,
All bloodied up
And she covered up
With the white sheet.
My heart aching, my knees shakin
As they put her in tha body bag,
I fainted cuz I couldn't take it.
Beatin on tha ground, blood on my hands
Tryna be strong, tryna understand
Im thinking...
Maybe cuz I did so wrong
Im thinking...
That's why my baby's gone.
But baby...mommy still live that thug life
And mommy knows where ya killas live
So everything is alright.

[Chorus:]
Mama's hurting baby...
They took mama only baby
And im bout to go crazy [repeat]

[Verse 2:]
As she put to rest, in her pink dress
As I hold my chest, thinking what's next.
As tha tears roll, when tha casket closed
And her father breakin down screaming " Lord knows"
The last word my baby say is "don't cha let me die"
And tha killa think he gonna live but that's a lie
Cuz when I catch ya, ya know that ya life is through
And if I have to do some time, that's what I'm gonna do
And when I catch that thug, ima show no love, have to see my baby girl covered up wit mud.
Im at tha killas house
Cuz im full of pain.
His ma gone feel tha same cuz ima blow his brain.
Im at his front do' wit tha 4-5, tears in my eyes, killas gotta die
U kno I did him in, now mommy in tha pen,
I have ya pictures hangin up while I do my 10.

[Chorus x2]

[music]

With a A-K, killa no way
Cuz I don't play, behind my baby [repeat]

If Jb don't hustle then my kid won't eat,
And if my kid don't eat then momma won't sleep.
I have no time to sit around and see what his dad gone do.
He ain't did jack from the start, what the hell he gone do.
But big timer high rolling women from State to state and,
The one who look just like him don't even know his face.
Now he praying and he thieving runnin from church to church,
But that plan didn't work playa your kid comes first.
Now he praying for forgiveness now his luck messed up,
And his kid growing up and don't know what's up.
Responsibility have you ever heard of it baby.
I'm a strong chick and you will never worry me baby.
I'm out here working it, writing then rhymes I'm twirkin it,
Making that green deserving it.
Homeboy I know you heard of it.
Your baby son is growing up baby momma's blowing up.
If I catch that tail I just might leave it swolled up.
Any boy can make a child takes a man to raise one.
Boy you just made one too stupid to raise one.
And these youngsters thank you cold let them know that you ain't shit,
When it comes down to this real shit.
Responsibility he couldn't take,
And that was one of those mean things that made him fake.
You really thinks you's a man hey buster you's a lie.
Strong women survive fake playa's die (fake playa's die).
Well if I didn't write rhymes, where the hell I'd be,
And if I didn't pay rent, where the hell I'd sleep.
I ain't depending on my man cause he ain't worth it,
And if I did depend on mine I'll be a stuck out chick.
I keep my eyes on my riches, women do the same.
Ain't no love in this game ain't a damn thing changed.
Just because your man do you gotta take his licks.
Staying out all night he just keep you sick.
And I'm gone tell it like it is cus I ain't that chick,
And I'm gone keep it on the real cus I'm a real LiL' chick.
I give them girls the finger who ain't bout making dollars.
They stomp worse than Madonna women this game here is sour.
All on his dating list cuz you thank he richin.
You wonder why he call you trickin.
It's all about responsibility have you heard of it.
I pass your royalties stank G's ya'll deservin' it I'm deservin' it.

[Chorus:]
So many things to do, so many places to be,
It's my responsibility, responsibility.
So many things to do, so many places to be,
It's my responsibility, responsibility.

The first thing you must do is stay true.
Depending on your man leave you stuck like glue.
Don't tell you with a pair that won't do, nobody handle business like you,
All he wanna do is screw, Lord knows that's the truth.
Now your rents past do, and your man saying it's due.
Who gone pay the bills now where you live, we guess that's all on you.
But you totally disagree,
Now your kids up on the streets it all about your salary use your
Best ability and you'll see.

[Chorus]