[Baby]    For sure, lil' one    I know what you're goin' through to shine    Niggas pullin' off all type of shit    But, look: if you don't know what you're doin',    you'd better catch the sideline    Catch the sideline       Nigga, the block look the same - it's just crack and cocaine    Niggas losin' but we still maintainin'    Livin' life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand    Knockin' project bricks    Flippin' chickens, and movin' out quick    Hard-hustlin' 'cause we love slingin' this white shit    S.S., Monte Carlo's, hard-tops - we love that shit    'Bout two-hundred thugs with this clique    We multiply everyday for the bullshit    For the hood shit    Burned down buildin's ain't no good, slick    Niggas pullin' auctions on they own cars to get money quick    Then we dippin' and dabbin'    Goin' back to the labbin'    Lil' niggas payin' me for cookin' they slabbin'    Cook a brick and make it out a brick-and-halfin'    Chargin' them young g's ten G's for cookin' they slabs    Say, lil' wodie, I gots to have it       (Hook - 4x [Juvenile])    It's a hard life we livin' - they 'bout they drama    We earn stripes from killin' - attack like piranhas       [Lil' Wayne]    Look    Look    On the streets it ain't sweet    They be (?)    It's not a game, homeboy - this ain't the NFL    Him just (?) from rippin' with the mid-deck twelve    Hit the block in twin-SL's, and spit at gals    You get that, pal?    Once it's war, nigga, skip town    'Cause if I don't do it, be swimmin' with fish, clown    Now, crack a whole chick down, sell it in quarters    If the drama happen to hit town, I'm 'nappin' your daughter    If the broad try to flip out, I'm cuttin' her water    If your boys try to help out, I'm killin' they fathers    When and wherever    What and however - you bring it good    I'll have your mom singin' "Hmmm hmm hmmm"    Cause nowadays lot of niggas got coward ways    So I ride with K's to knock off the side of heads    But I'm tryin' to stay man, I'm tryin' to stay focused    What I'm tryin' to say we gon' bust it wide open!       (Hook - 4x [Juvenile])       [Mannie Fresh]    What    What    Pimps, playas, riders, rollers, hustlers    Gangstas, thugs, criminal motherfuckers    Hit it, quit it, fuck it, leave it, flee    No evidence at your residence - that's me    Black, ugly, mean, sheisty bastard    Preachers and teachers sayin', "I'm surprised you lasted."    Guns, drugs, bitches hot sex    Weed, crack, heroin - what's next?    Feds, cops, killers politicians    Hookers, hoes, (?) all on missions    Crooks, mayors, presidents, and leaders    N-double-A-CP, rednecks, and meat beaters    Mommas, baby-mommas, aunties and cousins    Scatter sites, knocked-out lights, projects by the dump    And cars, broads, murders ghetto life    I went through all that shit    for platinum ringers and a little bit of ice       (Hook - 4x [Juvenile])       [Juvenile]    I've been blessed    I thank the Lord everyday    for gettin' me from 'round these devils in these dark hallways    How the fuck you gonna help me when I don't care?    Niggas see me front it all - they just look and stare    And talk about how it should be and how it could be    Bentley in my basement - ain't nobody understood me    Take care of your people like you take care of your kids    'Cause money ain't shit when you don't know how to live    And niggas gon' pretend to be your friend when they ain't    You expect 'em to be there until the end, but they can't    Now, how many of you can say you're a real nigga?    Play the Prowler, but scared to go in the field with ya    You gon' know your nigga - he gon' be there, still with ya    Whether if it's talkin' or slingin' the steal with ya    Don't answer nobody questions    Gotta turn to the Lord with a confession       (Hook - 4x [Juvenile])    It's a hard life we livin' - 'cause they 'bout they drama    We earn stripes from killin' - attack like piranhas