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B.G.
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I'm try'n
I'm tryin' to do right but I'm surrounded by wrong Avoid the all night flight and still make it on my own I'm tryin' be cool, do what I gotta do But playa haters all over, so I roll with my crew I'm tryin' stay over and just stay my ass in school Ain't many choices to choose and this rap game I can't refuse I wanna win, don't want to be the one to lose My pistol my only friend 'cuz busters try to bring the blues
Leavin' brains with no clues, spin the ben in black clothes They tryin' ta' take my only life, leave my folks on the front row Bury me in providence, heavy weight that rose They wanna steal the B.G., now tell me Alton Ain't that cold, what can I do? Now what can I do to get out the game? What can I do? Now what can I do to make change Every other day around my way niggas dyin' Hours flyin', I want to go straight, boy, I'm tryin'
I'm tryin' to shake the monkey off of me Lord, please let me go where I needs to be Ball 'til I fall, it's a poor family Fo' sho' I know the future got a lot of stuff for me
I'm tryin' to get my mail straight, sell CD's and tapes I don't want to be jail bait, niggas want to kill me And increase the hell rate, they almost got me But I slip the spot, it was too late I wanna be a role model for my lil' brother And buy a fifteen room manison for my mother Settle down wit' a silent hoe and drop a tight seed So I can raise another uptown B.G. just like me
I'ma give 'em but I wish had a dad He goin' be smart and bad nigga throwin' up a solga rag This world is kurupted, the police is crooked My boy was runnin' with a [unverified]gun His young life they took it, this [unverified]is rotten Everyday it get's colder, they throwin' away the key Sendin' the soldiers to angoula, my round slangin' that yola 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 With they hand on that iron to keep my mind right Believe nigga I'm tryin'
I'm tryin' to shake the monkey off of me Lord, please let me go where I needs to be Ball 'til I fall, it's a poor family Fo' sho' I know the future got a lot of stuff for me
I'm tryin' to be a man at fourteen, choppin' iron at fourteen' Nigga that tells my only way (Look where you stand at fourteen) A lil' bitty something, whuckin', representin' partners Ain't too good in my neighborhood, uptowns my partner I ain't lie, I'm tryin' to go the right way But the night flight way, just ain't the right way I wan' be a gangsta but also wan' live
So I choose to be a uptown HotBoy hard to kill Sittin' behind the cruiser wheel, can't even see me I'm so lil' And you expect me to give this just to switch to positive As hard as I'm tryin' do it I just can't make a shape School I'm tryin' go through it but I just can't make a shape Gettin' in beef that resultin' into serious gun slangin' Do good I want, yeah, but on half I just keep hangin' I'm lookin' for a change but change ain't lookin' for me Will I remain a B.G. or a a student, we'll see
I'm tryin' to shake the monkey off of me Lord, please let me go where I needs to be Ball 'til I fall, it's a poor family Fo' sho' I know the future got a lot of stuff for me
I'm tryin' to shake the monkey off of me Lord, please let me go where I needs to be Ball 'til I fall, it's a poor family Fo' sho' I know the future got a lot of stuff for me
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