[Intro: Master P]
Oh yeah n***as to the south
As I finally made my journey, to the east
A lil' bit stress free
I look back in the ghetto at all the lil' n***as
That probably never make it out
You know the lil' n***as that gon' get caught up in the gun fires
Lil' n***as that trying to hustle
And lil' things that'll do anything to get it
You know what im saying

[Hook x4]
Just another lil' n***a
This one for my lil' n***as

[Verse 1: Master P]
He was only fourteen but he stayed strapped
The lil' n***a, put his hood on the map
Any problems on the block the lil' n***a he would solve 'em
Anybody want weight somebody had to call him
The lil' n***a had the ghetto locked down like a Rottweiler
Called him baby Tony ??? he had the money and the power
He's only one week from getting rich
But it's 4 days, 3 nights, 2 hours, and a minute from his death
Showed his picture on the news with a mouth full of golds
And they showed the car with a couple a hoes
I couldn't believe what I seen my lil' n***a's dead
So I made this song for every ghetto n***a mislead
[Hook]

[Verse 2: C-Murder]
Lil' n***as make the world go 'round
The juvenile is full of lil' n***as out of every town
And broken homes with no daddy be the first cause
My lil' homie doing time getting his nuts soft
And ghetto teams pack heat like it's legal fool
And pull a G a week, n***a so fuck school
And mama cry but she shouldn't let it worry her
Cause every kid can't be a motherfucking star
My n***a black steal a car in ten seconds flat
Am I trigger happy cause i'm falling or peel your cap
My cousin rocks smoke weed 'til his mind gone
My homie killer facing life pushing heroine
All he wanna be is just a ghetto superstar
Who fuck bitches, make money, and drive cars
Now who's to blame for my homies getting they money quicker
This one here for my crazy ass lil' n***as

[Hook]