Young Niggaz Lyrics
I &#[ Lyrics from: http://www.cloverlyrics.com/e1862-2_pac~young_niggaz_lyrics.html ]119;anna dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' Sanderford<br />and all other lil' young niggaz that's in a rush to be gangstas<br /><br />As a young nigga, I'm almost ?swellin? in the wind<br />Give anythang, to be that innocent again, when I was ten<br />I didn't bang but I was hangin with the homies<br />tell them niggaz started slangin that they don't know me<br />I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me<br />Lately I've been tryin to make a bill-ion, can you play me<br />with that jealousy they need to miss me, don't sweat me<br />If them cowards really want me, come get me, and even I<br />someday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride<br />Put down the top, now we flossin<br />Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window<br />Workin with a twenty sack of indo, feelin good<br />Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs<br />And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, know it's bad<br />but all we had was our hopes and dreams<br />Couldn't see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends<br />as young niggaz<br /><br />He's the kind of G like everybody knows<br />As a young nigga<br />He's always G'd up, from head to toe<br />My memories as a young nigga<br />Always got it blown like Al Capone<br />Young nigga<br />He's the downest G I've ever known<br /><br />Back in Junior High, when we was barely gettin by, when daddy died<br />That's when my momma started gettin high<br />My neighborhood was full of drivebys, couldn't survive<br />All our homies livin short lives, I couldn't cry<br />Told my momma if I did die, just put a blunt in my casket<br />let me get my dead homies high<br />Come follow me throughout my history, it's just<br />_Me Against the World_ stuck in misery; as a young nigga<br />My only thing was to be paid<br />Life full of riches avoid snitched cause they shady, back in the days<br />We always found the time to play,<br />but that's before they taught them gangbangers how to spray<br />Not just L.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Louis<br />Every stadium that I go, when will they change?<br />Stuck in the game like a dumb nigga<br />Remember how it was, to be a young nigga<br /><br />He's the kind of G like everybody knows<br />As a young nigga<br />He's always G'd up, from head to toe<br />My memories as a young nigga<br />Always got it blown like Al Capone<br />Young nigga<br />He's the downest G I've ever known<br /><br />I'm tellin you..<br />.. to be young, have your brains and have every ? and all that<br />Yo, y'all niggaz don't know how good you really do got it<br />Muh'fuckers need to just calm down<br />and peep what the fuck they wanna do for the rest of the life<br />'Fore you end your life before you BEGIN your life<br />You dumb nigga<br /><br />Now that I'm grown, I got my mind on bein somethin<br />Don't wanna be another statistic, out here doin nuttin<br />Tryin to maintain in this dirty game, keep it real<br />and I will even if it kills me, my young niggaz<br />break away from these dumb niggaz<br />Put down the guns and have some fun nigga, the rest'll come nigga<br />Fame is a fast thang, that gangbangin<br />puttin niggaz in a casket, murdered for hangin<br />at the wrong place at the wrong time, no longer livin<br />Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every day<br />I watch the murder rate increases, and even worse<br />the epidemic and diseases, what is the future?<br />The projects lookin hopeless, where<br />more and more borhters givin up and don't care<br />Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed<br />and I proceed to blow the track up, for young niggaz<br /><br />He's the kind of G like everybody knows<br />For these young niggaz<br />He's always G'd up, from head to toe<br />My memories as a young nigga<br />He always got it blown like Al Capone<br />Take it slow nigga, it's for the young niggaz<br />He's the downest G I've ever known<br />As a young nigga<br /><br />He's the kind of G like everybody knows<br />He's always G'd up, from head to toe<br />Memories as a young nigga<br />He always got it blown like Al Capone<br />He's the downest G I've ever known<br /><em>['Pac talking overlaps singing last four lines]<br />This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know)<br />Little bad motherfuckers from the block (that's right)<br />Them niggaz that's thirteen and fourteen<br />Drivin Cadillacs, Benzes and shit (I see you boy)<br />Young motherfuckin hustlers (make that money boy)<br />Stay strong nigga<br />You could be a fuckin accountant, not a dope dealer<br />youknowhatI'msayin? (Go to school nigga, go to school)<br />Fuck around and, you pimpin out here<br />You could be a lawyer (really doe)<br />Niggaz gotta get they priorities straight<br />(Don't see Johnny Cochran out in this motherfucker)<br />Really doe.. young niggaz.. little RahRah<br />(sup nigga) Especially my little cousins don't be no dumb guy<br />(Don't be a dumb nigga, listen, young niggaz)<br /><br /><em>[singers freestyle and skat to the end of the song]<br />