| Damn, it’s hard, a baby gangsta is strugglin
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| The 9−5 done hit, it’s time for me to start hustlin
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| I gotta get my serve on, them hoes look at me bad
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| My day 'bout to come, so I’ma bust out on they dog ass
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| I started wit a fifth and dime rock
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| Mook had gave me 20 for 10, I had two nines 'cause I pop
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| I made 20 dollars, best believe I went back
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| I turned my life of doin bad to a life a slangin crack
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| Now I got a job of pushin rocks up on the block
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| Plus that drama on my side is a fully loaded Glock
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| Half on sellin slabs, I went and scored a fuckin 8-ball
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| Nigga gotta stand tall, sort of like a brick wall
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| Meet me at V.L., it was a real madd clique
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| I whipped out a knot, them dog hoes got on my dick
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| Tryin to fuckin break me, them hoes used to hate me I cleaned myself up, now them hoes cannot take me 87, Troy sat me down and they skooled me They said don't tell my bid-ness 'cause a nigga would try to |
| do me
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| This fuckin Baby Gangsta comin up in the streets
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| I’m on a come-up bitch, tryin to get on my feet
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| I’m tryin to get on my feet, I’m a real baby gangsta
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| Bitch, you stop my come-up, then I’m gonna have to gank ya The bid-ness flowin smooth like water
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| I got some fuckin clientele and it’s worth three quarters
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| My mom fount one, but I was still on the road
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| I slipped in the game, they always said the game was cold
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| I was slangin them fuckin rocks, I made three G’s at the most
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| Then I got caught slippin, he did it easy, one of my jokes
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| Now Slim and L.T. |
| still keep the shit tight
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| But when my nigga come ??? |
| everythings gon’be alright
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| Man, it’s like this, the set is kinda pain
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| I’m like the fuckin Geto Boys livin in the fast lane
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| Mail, steady stackin
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| Them hoes a nigga mackin
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| And you know I’m straight up packin for niggas tryin to jack me Now the fuckin law is gettin hot on the set
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| I’m playin it on the cool, gotta put away my tech
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| I’m chillin at house, bitch got my number when they fiendin
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| They call me all night, them motherfuckers be tweekin
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| Yes I’m on the block bitch, I sold a quarter-bird
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| Now have you fuckin heard, I’ma get it on my fuckin serve
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| A fuckin Baby Gangsta comin up in the streets
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| I’m on a come-up bitch, tryin to get on my feet
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| Like Pac, I’m in so much pain
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| I’m broke, I’m slangin in the rain
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| 14, strugglin, pocket full of crack-cocaine
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| Tryin to come up off a bill
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| You know I got them hustlin skills
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| The nigga from that V.L., Baby Gangsta, yes, you know I’m real
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| Down for the jack move, nigga like me is savage
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| Don't let me catch you slippin, I'll kill you wiz, I gots to have it When I bust my 17, you know I'm gonna get ya Split ya when ya holler, I know I hit ya Yes, I know |
| I'm fast, so I hit a nigga stash
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| When I hit this nigga stash, turn his stash into cash
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| I wanna stand real tall, have a bird for my own
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| When I have a bird for my own, gots to get my hustle on So I’m on the block wit crack, you know I strap my fuckin gat
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| False move will get you kilt, rat-tat-tat-tat
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| So get back wit the gat, nigga don’t move
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| I’ma take wit ya to the head
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| Make sure yo bitch ass dead
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| Then from the scene a nigga fled
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| I’ma real nigga, trill nigga, always pack a steel trigga
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| If you ever play me I’ma plug 'cause I’m a thug nigga
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| Youngster from the ghetto man, I aint got nothin
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| I got a gat and a set of nuts, tryin to come up on somethin
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| So if you slippin on my hood black, I gots to creep
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| 'Cause I’m a nigga tryin to get on my feet |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get On My Feet , by - B.G.. Song from the album True Story, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп