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[INTRO: Talking] What everybody looking at me for I mean I'm out here just like you nigga Shit You ain't got shit I ain't got shit That don't mean we ain't the shit [VERSE:] Rain pours when I open up the Range doors The young boys slang caine on they front porch Show 'em love, Let em know they ain't playin' with' 'em Ya homies locked up You might be stayin' with' 'em Act like you don't know they hate us They make us tax payers And then Section 8 us White lady but she had a black baby A nigga fell in love and we look at her crazy We all got guns And so do Dick Cheney They trick on hoes I make my bitch pay me These are the things that they scream As I lean to the left by myself with no team SongtexteTell the kids to go to school They tell me they ain't breakin' no rules 'Cause when the bell rings then it's back to no food They have no clue what we goin' through You need a 100 to fill up what I'm supposed to do Nigga You too [CHORUS:] You in my ear but it's money out here And I'm always here When none of ya'll here Which one of ya'll scared (Which one of ya'll scared) OK! Cause you said let's get this bread and I did Shit I wanna do it big And I just can't wait So you gotta live with the decisions that you make I'm gettin' cake Let 'em hate I'm a elevate I sold my soul to the streets playa It's too late [VERSE:] Sun rise Gun fires And another dies Mother cries Brother rides Now it's two lives You and I both know that that was suicide Same shit would'a happened if you'da died Thirty guns Fifty deep Ten niggas shootin' O.G.'s keep your eyes on who you recrutin' Back then they was ridin' and lootin' You looking at the 2000 Huey P. Newton True disciple Swag like a I'll rookie Ain't heard it like this since Pac I might spook 'em Chosen You try'na be choosen It's a white man's world If we win, we losin' Abusin' your blessin' I'm givin' you a lesson But it's goin' in the right ear and out the left one I tell the kids education is the key Then a student in Virginia goes on a killin' spree Look at me [CHORUS:] You in my ear but it's money out here And I'm always here When none of ya'll here Which one of ya'll scared (Which one of ya'll scared) OK! 'Cause you said let's get this bread and I did Shit I wanna do it big And I just can't wait So you gotta live with the decisions that you make I'm gettin' cake Let 'em hate I'm a elevate I sold my soul to the streets playa It's too late [OUTRO: Talking] Ya'll know what to do right Take care of what you got homie I mean You never know what you got 'til it's gone right Do what you gotta do man Support you and yours God giveth God taketh away Young Buck! Aus Songtexte Mania