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Old 04-03-03, 09:47 AM   #1
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It’s three in the mornin and you out hittin licks
smokin sherm sticks messin wit them tricks
hangin wit ya potnahs thankin it’s cool to fight
slangin it hand ova fist livin that life
wit no remorse to be felt for ya friend or foes
it’s game in the streets and everybody knows
ya got a girl knocked up and she havin ya baby
life is goin good and you thankin it’s gravy
say you gotta do it cause the money is made
no time for the games no games to be played
and everybody in the family say you doin so good
but if they only knew that you was up to no good
somethin fa the money ya momma dont kno
that the job you had like Z-Ro you had to let it go
got ya gal fooled tellin her you workin late
yeah you workin late sellin that cake
comin home at six sleepin tha day away
oh did a playa forget to mention the gril next doe
she knocked up too and she say you tha daddy though
aint it ashame playboy what you don got ya self in
wanna be in the streets cant even win fa losin
holdin all the cards and you still end up usin
every excus in the book to try and explain ya self
to ya girl you got H.I.V. so you wanna hang ya self
Verse II
Now they say what goes up must come down
it’s been two months walkin around packin frown
ya momma tried to tell ya that you was livin to fast
hustlin day and night to ste up ya stash
now what’s tha profit in that it has no effect
got done in by ya friends and you lost ya self respect
no ambition for life tell me are you still hard
used to be the big balla holdin all the cards
just a shell of your former self that I cant understand
had eveybody and everythang at ya beckon call
you said you’d never trip but did slip and fall
did two 2 years in the tank for slangin them dimes
you didnt sell it they say you did they lyin
it aint no future in yo lies cause it’s all a disguise
been misused and abused left wit no pride
yo momma dont wanna see you cause her baby locked up
and it’s a shame aint it playa you all stuck up
you wrote her a letter and said that thangs would change
you was serious about the Lord and ya mind was rearranged
wrote a few songsyou even prayed at night
tellin God you was feed up wit that life
gettin wit the tank tellin em how they can change they ways
cause Jesus Christ was the only way they can get saved
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