[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