[Intro]
I wanna dedicate this one to Robert "Yummy" Sandifer
And all other lil' young niggas that's in a rush to be gangstas
[Verse 1]
As a young nigga, I'm almost runnin' in the wind
Give anything, to be that innocent again, when I was ten
I didn't bang, but I was hangin' with the homies
'Til them niggas started slangin', now they don't know me
I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me
Lately, I've been tryin' to make a million, can you blame me?
With that jealousy, they need to miss me, don't sweat me
If them cowards really want me, come get me, and even I
Someday will die, but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride
Put down the top, now we flossin'
Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window
Workin' with a twenty sack of indo, feelin' good
Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs
And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, though it's bad
But all we had was our hopes and dreams
Couldn't see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends
As young niggas
[Chorus: Moe Z MD & 2Pac]
He's the kind of G like everybody knows
(As a young nigga)
He's always G'd up, from head to toe
(My memories as a young nigga)
Always got it blown like Al Capone
(Strung nigga)
He's the downest G I've ever known
I wanna dedicate this one to Robert "Yummy" Sandifer
And all other lil' young niggas that's in a rush to be gangstas
[Verse 1]
As a young nigga, I'm almost runnin' in the wind
Give anything, to be that innocent again, when I was ten
I didn't bang, but I was hangin' with the homies
'Til them niggas started slangin', now they don't know me
I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me
Lately, I've been tryin' to make a million, can you blame me?
With that jealousy, they need to miss me, don't sweat me
If them cowards really want me, come get me, and even I
Someday will die, but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride
Put down the top, now we flossin'
Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window
Workin' with a twenty sack of indo, feelin' good
Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs
And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, though it's bad
But all we had was our hopes and dreams
Couldn't see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends
As young niggas
[Chorus: Moe Z MD & 2Pac]
He's the kind of G like everybody knows
(As a young nigga)
He's always G'd up, from head to toe
(My memories as a young nigga)
Always got it blown like Al Capone
(Strung nigga)
He's the downest G I've ever known
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