[Krazy talking]
What's up n***as? (HaHaHa) All my n***as in heaven
(I know you n***as watchin me) Some of you n***as went
To hell. To my n***as in the pen. All my n***as. I see
You n***as thugged out. Don't think I don't be
Listening. You know it's all good. I told you n***as I
Was gone make it. What

[Chorus]
Could you tell me where my n***as at - In the pen?
Or th grave I never figured that - Now
Could you tell me lord what triggered that
I guess these project bricks got a n***a trapped


[Krazy]
As I enhale the weed
Tears dropping as I leave the cemetary
My n***as in the ground now, Damn this life is scary
Tryna hold to my pain, I drink till I'm weary
This hennessey got me gone, my eyes so blurry
Face to Face with reality, my dog is gone
For them bitch n***as who did it, I finger fucked my chrome
And my dawgs in the penn, doin 50 to life
I'ma soulja till I die, muthafuck 3 strkes
I remember b-ballin wit my n***as for fun
If I bust, then you bust, I gave you my gun
Telly, dawg you know I miss you, I still got love
Just to be the man you was, I'd prolly drank yo blood

NOW!

[Chorus]

[D.I.G.]
Everyday I gotta go through the same shit
I'm waking to these hot ass bricks
Wit nothin to give thinkin life's a bitch
Focusin on one thing, and that's to get paid
Hopin I make it thru the worst, and see better days
My double barrel pump, temptin me to take it and rob
My second mind sayin stick to the job, and follow my first
Now I'm in perdictaments I can't do nothin but hurt
I'm seein the dirt, and moms pullin my shirt
Droppin her tears across my chest, cause she gotta lay me to rest
Every drop hit my heart, touchin my flesh
Now I'm awake, realizin it ain't a dream, it's all my life
I hope it don't come back on my seed, Forgive me

[Chorus]

[Krazy]
Lord please except a n***a's mail
Did my homie sell his soul to get out of jail
I heard my n***a MAC, finally, made bail
Let's hit the studio, we got some cds to sell
The drought is hell
For my dawgs, still stay beliving
Thank God, Black Jesus, is forgiving
I tried to tell my lil homies, ain't no love in these streets
But my n***as don't hear shit when it's time to eat
And these souljas, will bust yo head if you slippin
I still like my dawg P, n***a I ain't trippin
A dope fiend at 14, look what the game done did 'em
I can hear his mama scream when the chopper hit 'em
FEEL IT NOW!

[Chorus]

[Krazy talking]
Ol' bitch ass muthafuckin n***as. I get sweated by the
Feds, the cops, everybody hatin me. But you know what
Fuck me up most? When n***as be hatin me from my own
Muthafuckin hood. How the fuck you could hate a n***a
Like me? That was livin the same life that you was
Livin n***a. Hustlin everyday to survive. And I made
It out. I made it out n***a. I'm the n***a that give
You n***as hope. That show you it can be done. How the
Fuck you gone hate me? Feel that