Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Havin' Thangs, artist - Pimp C.
Date of issue: 04.10.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Havin' Thangs |
Time plans change and change comes with time |
Throughout these years I learned to get down for mine |
Had to do some crime |
With the attitude of not givin a fuck |
Born with no luck, refuse to stay stuck |
I make the bucks |
Did what I had to, I did what I could |
My rise to the top was no surprise cos I knew dat I would |
make it, oh, the chance I had to take it Fake it, never |
because that nigga was too clever |
If there ever was a motherfuckin die for his crime |
it had to be me, the B-I-G Mike and he straight G Come sun down, come sun up, gun up for dem niggas who wanna run up wishin my colly came up short, that nigga done what? |
Fool, you think black nigga don’t go for no losses |
I had ta get rid of my runners so I recruited mo’horses |
Down wit neighbourhood bouncers I made a connection in rows |
Laid up with elbows in vogues |
I just kick back and stack rows and hoes |
Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (Stay wiv me) |
Just another young nigga havin thangs made (I gots ta have it) |
Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (All my stuff here like that) |
Just another young nigga havin thangs made |
Times are changin, I’m livin my life in and out the dope, black! |
Loungin here and there somethin screamin in my ear |
Michael go back home! |
but I ain’t really sure, black |
I gots ta get my shit together the right way, nigga I know that |
Comin up short, swangin by the tail-in |
Thinkin of a masterplan, this nigga’s bailin |
down the road and I promise not to look back |
at what I once had, what I have now, would’ve left left when I was two, |
black |
Shook that, now I’m in my own realm |
Controllin shit, kickin it, never knew life could be so damn well |
I got mine, everything feelin lime |
Time for a change and change comes with time |
Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (They done) |
Just another young nigga havin thangs made (Hmm!) |
Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (Fool!) |
Just another young nigga havin thangs made |
Lock another nigga up, throw away the fuckin key |
That’s the way they punish me, motherfuck society |
I can spend a century in a penetentiary |
it won’t make a difference G cos ain’t nobody missin me Round and round and round we go, a diff’rent day, a diff’rent face |
Damn I wish I could run away, I hate this motherfuckin place |
Too many goddamn rules that’s why I quit school |
Givin me a quickie test, I ain’t no damn fool |
Can’t walk out my house because they always in my face |
And if I step outta place, they wanna give me a case |
Ain’t no difference between society and a jail house |
Everybody’s locked up and wanna get the hell out |
Just cos you ain’t locked down you think you got it good |
but you better think again cos the police are checkin niggas in the |
neighbourhood |
beatin our ass down |
Cos society is just like the pen so get ready for the lock-down |
Clock now while you can, man huh |
cos it’s all about havin thangs |
An’I’ma get mine fool! |
Time for a change and change changes with time |
Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (Hmm) |
Just another young nigga havin thangs made |