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It's like the world stopped spinning Niggas in the game not winning Not much of a prize to keep your eyes There's money to be made so we grind on Gunshots up the block heard A young cat must've got served A hard head made a soft ass You talk that shit, you better walk fast Street life to the death of me The game's so cold it need a referee Nowadays you could talk to em Back then, they put chalk to em I'm sorry, Mister Officer, but I can't understand what you saying, you talking that fuck I'ma leave with the same rules I came with And only real cats can say the same shit If we going backwards, you know what'll happen But it doesn't matter Different day but everything's the same, ooh I don't give a fuck where you from, dawg Take your ass home, nigga, fuck y'all You got guns, we got guns too But we be quick to show you what them guns do If you ain't from here, don't come here SongtexteYou already know how it's done here No new friends, no old moves Game I was fed by the old dudes So I abide by them old rules Don't talk about no money, I don't owe you I don't know you; you ain't day one You imaginary hustler; you fake, son You break one, and catch dude You bag me, they wet you It's simple, ain't no need to complicate that I separate the real from the fake cats My nigga, face facts, I bust bang I'm from the H so it's a must I let my nuts hang I leave with them same rules I came with And all the real dudes say the same shit If we going backwards, you know what'll happen But it doesn't matter Different day but everything's the same, ooh To hell with all that friendship shit Your friend'll make you kill that bitch You know we started at the same spot We was getting money then it came out Was tryna put me in a cross though Five came back but he lost four He said I did it like that That was aBrad, let me hit you right back Got niggas plotting on me like I'm fucked up Talking reckless ain't gon' draw my nuts, Chuck What's up? You niggas got me all wrong I've been a solid dude all along So hard looks don't scare me If you wanna start a war, come near me Itchy trigger finger since my childhood In any situation, I'm good I'm hood, I fear nothing Just God, now here's something That you can go to the grave with I come in here and leave with the same shit If we going backwards, you know what'll happen But it doesn't matter Different day but everything's the same, ooh Aus Songtexte Mania