[Verse 1:] [Mz G.B] Mz G.B bout to creep on men On a rampage To make run vages When I'm dead, from that 12 gauge To land in your bed And your brains are ready dead Heard what I said No brains in your forehead Know so much, I can't even shit A Nigga had to loose his brains in this shit Cause I take no source in this bitch Niggas always tryin' to cut a bitch short But, this bitch busts holes And put dead bodies in a park Look, you don't wanna see me head on, Nigga I be that bitch that busts domes, When you stayin' in your home, Nigga Don't fuck with flowerass Niggas Can't stand a coward-ass Nigga Watch your back, cause I stay bout it Nigga Niggas had the game all fucked up Is it that the runnin' they mouth to much Or one of them hoes they fucked I ain't bout all that You get your ass torn up with all that Keep yappin' at the mall, Cause your ass went up with all that
[Chorus: x4] [Mz G.B, T.L.T, Yukmouth] Straight soldier Something for the soldiers Nigga I'm a soldier [DMG of FACEMOB] Do or Die It's either homicide, suicide Straight soldier
[Verse 2:] [T.L.T.] When I order by it Y'all ja bitches best duck But if ya duck, luck Y'all still gettin' plucked Nigga whut. Y'all get ya brains knocked out Fuck the talk I'm the type to show you what I'm bout Fuckin' with killers Because I love thug Niggas Hittin' my Niggas I knock a head off Niggas Smokin' that weed Because that weed keep me goin' Blow me a gun, I keep goin' and goin' Bulletproof vests, Because you know I got beef Fuck the speech, We bout to take it to the streets Act a peace, You don't wanna feel my heat But fuck fatigues, Take ya out ya misery I'm cool with killin', Cause she know were the weed at Calliope projects, That's where them thugs at See I love all that violent shit Hit you once in the eye, Watch ya die, ya bitch Yeah, yeah
[Verse 3:] [DMG of FACEMOB] Gunslinger for my territory The way it's on These motherfucking streets I call home Only the strong can survive with what I see it happen through these eyes, Nigga For every day another life Hard times, keep the school true Check out the new Now really do you wanna few We gangbangers Up this thang in a minute We soldiers No love, for no one For no one Kill the motherfucking enemies Erase they whole identity So they never started fucking with me A bitch Jolie You learned the drama come with these words Everyday Continuously mobbin' this way I took the curve, slidin' in a bird I'm on my way out to the suburbs Fin to fly these Niggas like birds Let 'em all burn Uh, it's do or die You or I It's either homicide or suicide
[Chorus x4]
[Verse 4:] [Yukmouth] Bitch-ass Niggas slide up under their beds at night (Why?) Cause they know the Boogieman is coming (Oh!) Comin' in my hooptie van gunnin' And Niggas that stay frontin' But the only difference now is that they runnin Because I'm sprayin' something Layin' Niggas the fuck down You ain't sayin' nothing Or less I'm blazin' something Don't hate like J or something Nigga I'm takin' something Brake a Nigga for a 8 or something Don't come around here drinkin' nothing Or less your ass, facin' sudden death Gauges busting Take the cash, brake a woman jack Yes indeed Flee with ten G's to Sesame B's are we, Ke's for free Made this bitch pussy bleed Gave that bitch what she need A long...dick in her life That Nigga wasn't dickin' her right So now I'm dickin' your wife Got a slang of chickens like foster farms With Yukmouth written across the arm And on the shoulder, Nigga I'm a soldier You're colder than the North Pole, When Santa Clause goes Bein' drove by a reindeer Nothing but game here Expose my cocaine her Some raps on tracks Kojak investigatin', Count the times that flown back From New Orleans Meet up with the Ghetto Twiinz, Do our thing Get the crane Real husband Niggas know what I mean.
[Intro:] [G-Mone of A-G-2-A-Ke] You be bout gangsta shit We be bout gangsta shit Hehe, uhh, hehehehehehehe We gangstas Nigga Hehehehehehe
[Verse 1:] [T.L.T & Mz G.B of Ghetto Twiinz] Better grab your shit bitch It's gonna be some gangsta shit I take ya hand green off bitch I take ya hand green off bitch GT's ain't to be fucked with You better duck or get bucked bitch We got a crew that's down for shit like Givin' up that ass in the night Don't make us turn ya in Come here to sin, like do ya in Fuck around with killas and G's Nigga freeze drop till ya knees All about that static Nigga Don't make us grab a Nigga Pump that automatic Nigga See you had a Nigga You can put that on ya daddy Nigga Keepin' Niggas on respirators Die Nigga die, see ya later Have no time for playa haters Only God can save ya Better pray now, cause once we sprayed ya Ain't no comin' back alive, that You can try to bust back, but fuck that Gotta crew for the Niggas that's bout that Railway gangsta message text Hit ya in your neck, your chest and your back Fuck the police, fuck peace Release the heat, you're deceased T.L.T and G.B It's only the first ingreed You don't believe me come see Haha You bout that gangsta shit We bout that gangsta shit We gangstas Nigga
[Chorus: x3] [2-4 of The Snypaz] If you wanna get it on Nigga roll, we can get it on [Ghetto Twiinz] You bout that gangsta shit [G-Mone] That gangsta shit [Ghetto Twiinz] We bout that gangsta shit [Ghetto Twiinz & G-Mone] We gangstas Nigga
[Verse 2:] [Ghetto Twiinz] Yes, we some ass-splitters Home-killas Niggas get us Burnin' rubber on the curve smokin' herb Niggas fuckin' with our nerve It's time to serve Let's go get 'em Let's go get 'em Uhuh Watch us hit 'em Watch us split 'em If y'all bitches ain't bout it Then y'all safe to get rowdy If you think you gon win us Up against us we doubt it You be the tall gift, For fuckin' with the wrong bitch You better grab your Chrome wicked less Get it on bitch huh We some soldiers, done told ya We be thuggin' for life Slash your neck with a knife You be gone by the night You bout that gangsta, gangsta We bout that gangsta, gangsta You bout that gangsta, gangsta We bout that gangsta, gangsta We gangstas, Nigga
[Verse 3:] [2-4] We gagnstas, Niggas Uh, uh Run it up on me A really Nigga roll I'ma get to bust 'em S-N-Y-P-A-Z clearin' blocks for no discussion And rushin' up adrenaline Plus I'm flusin' brew and drop a cent in 'em Chi-town really know With my boys Buck and Craig in 'em Hoes, I never beg in 'em I be spittin' that double G (What's that) You put the third leg in 'em Uh, word, to my son One, Deuce He gettin' paid, cause we laid Down that solid-ass juice, truce Now who's the next to slip the news around they dick Fuckin' with my click that's what you get Better yet this pig Fuckin' blood, That's the only way we showin' love I love to see you bleedin' On a picture you be readin' R-I-P Peace to all them Snypaz on M-O-N-R-O-E And the Ghetto T-W, double I, N-Z
[Chorus x1]
[Verse 4:] [G-Mone] You don't wanna visualize That Nigga G, evil eyes These tentensees, please Pussin' you can die fuckin' with me Luckily, hung with the G-E-T till the TO Twiinz And my gun's down, flick, click Move shit, cause I'm feelin' bustas again Ready with 2 clips, so who is this Fuckin' with me Fuckin' with you Nigga, who knew I blew his fuckin' brains out If pointed out him died to Why not had you be mindin' your business But no, snitch, witness this splittin' window And this what I'm thinkin' as I dig slow Snitch, Bitch, trippin' Let's listen while I laugh some mo' 6 feet deep ? is now walking through the creep Defeated to see Cause y'all already buried Bitch, we be bout gangsta shit We gangstas Nigga
[Outro:] [G-Mone] Uhh At your ass Ghetto Twiinz, uhh, uhh That gangsta shit Gangstas Nigga (Word up) Snypaz A-G-2-A motherfuckin' Ke
[Mia X:] Mama Mia and the Ghetto Twiinz Puttin down the real y'all Something y'all can feel y'all No Pain No Gain, believe that
[GT:] Mama told me there be days like this You have to be bout your hustle if you planin to be rich It always takes a nobody to bring ya down But it take somebody to stand in grounds Have mercy on our kids today (have mercy) Surviving tryin to make a way (have mercy) The killers got me back in heat, I can't trust them Why you wanna capture me? Straight buckin Gonna always face pain in life I ain't sayin it's gon' be easy u gotta gain some strife Just because I'm from the ghetto, it's even harder I gotta be strong and bustin my ass for my son and daughter Don't you call me a lie cause I'm living proof Slangin drugs yes I used too, bust slugs if I have too So don't tell me what you can't do or won't do Just keep ya head up and stay true
[Chorus: x3] No Pain No Pain, No Gain (no gain)
[GT:] You can be a cook in the kitchen, a lady in the streets You cant show your tits to every guy you meet It's alright to be a little sweet But being mama to them kids and your no
[Chorus]
[Mia X:] Sisters I know it's hard cause everyday it's a struggle Being both mommy and daddy, tryin to hustle Anyway you can just to bring home the bacon Baby daddy fakin it Keepin your head achin Takin shit off a job payin you 4.65, an hr. (damn) Feeling like slaves cause the white man still holds the power But your strength will get (stronger) soon, remember that Because we God's children.. strong, fearless and black Fact still remains we are harder then a motherfucker Lord, how long they gonna try to keep ya children under Don't sit and wonder, pull ya'self up and stand firm Cause every bit of pain you take is a lesson learned You earned the right to be a queen girl So take your throne And if your man is a good man, then be his back bone We strong like Noah's ark, we gon' make it thru the rain again I know it seems bad but we gon' laugh after the pain again Believe that...
[Chorus]
[GT:] Out here strugglin and striving got me screamin for help Ain't nobody giving me shit I gotta get it myself Got my back against the wall but I'm surviving this shit Can't run, can't hide in the midst of the shit Who do you call when your kids get hungry Can't call on baby daddy he left you lonely Only lord know the pain that we fightin inside Don't you cry, dry your eyes it's either do or die Mama made us some strong women, gotta be strong women Gotta hold on women, and best believe we gon' make it Through the storm women, never let them see you sweat If you under pressure, pressure So don't let them stress ya Don't let them get the best of ya Cause if they do they is gonna take advantage of ya So keep it true, see we be fightin against the world Precious like a pearl, got me screamin fuck the world
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.
[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]
