[Intro]
Ray Ray: So what's up Lil J?
Lil J: We down Ray Ray
Ray Ray: So what set you claiming?
Lil J: Claiming Hoover and South Shores
We down with 32's in most quads, straight like that
Ray Ray: Straight like that huh?

[Verse 1: The Game]
We grew up as friends, we was 10, lil' n***as on the block
He ain't have his own basketball, so we shared my rock
His mama was a fiend, he ain't heard from his pops
He used to share my clothes with him all the way down to his socks
He would spend the night, that one night would turn into a week
At least until his mama got back on her feet and she never did
So he moved in with me, my mama, and my sisters
Couldn't let him go to foster care 'cause she ain't trust the system
So she took care of him like he was me
Gave us everythin' she could back when shit was all good

[Chorus: The Game]
Just some young n***as
We was just some young n***as
We was just some young n***as

[Verse 2: The Game]
N***as turned 12 in '92, we was headed to the 7th grade
Runnin' 'round, stealin' cars, dreamin' about the better days
Duckin' strays, catchin' fades, tryna make it through this maze
Teachers out here smokin' J's and wonder why we misbehave
Same book, different page, another year, different age
Cross colors, colors cross, bows turnin' into fades
He started Crippin', I started Bloodin'
Now we walkin' through the halls of school like we don't even know each other
Young n***as
[Chorus: Sonyae & The Game]
Young n***as, out in these streets
We was just some young n***as
All in these streets to feed
Young n***as
Lord knows I don't want no enemies, yeah
Young n***as in these, ohh

[Verse 3: The Game]
Started off as brothers but sometimes shit fall apart
How can I hate this n***a with all this love up in my heart
With this n***a mean muggin' every time we in the class
N***a tuck that blue rag or I'ma beat your fuckin' ass
Guess my mind gone
Caught him after school, he ain't had no ride home
Still got that rag hangin', that's what got him fired on
He pulled the strap, so I pistol whipped him with the chrome
Wasn't tryna kill him, coulda pulled the trigger, I was just a
Young n***a

[Chorus: Sonyae & The Game]
Young n***as, out in these streets
Just a young n***a
All in these streets to feed
Just a young n***a
Lord knows I don't want no enemies, yeah
I was just a young n***a
Young n***as in these, ohh
[Verse 4: The Game]
Whopped my n***a ass, he ain't take it on the chin
Rumor startin' to spread, I guess it's on when I see him
Two weeks pass and graduation came around
I was walkin' through the choir, .45 under my gown
Had to take a leak, so I headed to the bathroom
Corner of my eye, seen him comin' out of the class room
We exchange words, so I cocked the 45th
He shot, I shot back, thank God I ain't get hit
But damn I miss my young n***a

[Chorus: Sonyae & The Game]
Young n***as, out in these streets
Just a young n***a
All in these streets to feed
Just a young n***a
Lord knows I don't want no enemies, yeah
Young n***as in these, ohh

[Outro: Sonyae]
Young n***as
Young n***as
Young n***as
I ain't the one n***a
Damn I miss my young n***as