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Memphis Bleek, Latif

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(feat. Latif) [Memphis Bleek talking]

Yeah... I mean, M.A.D.E, no mob shit Money, Attitude, Direction, and Education... some real shit Think about my hood one time, my hood... it's trippin' Thinkin I've changed, crossed niggaz Where we go wrong [Verse 1] I'm from that two-bedroom apartment, Marcy 5-3-4, that middle building... yeah, they say it started me I'm new to it but consider me young Seen it all happen, aint understand what was done But, all I wanted was the fly kicks fly shit Little nigga but still kept a fly bitch And back then it was love in the hood Knuckle up with ya dog and fuck it, it's all good Now, I'm in the crib rippin up to go to war with 'em Same little niggaz I used to steal from the store with 'em I go and get 'em from school Used to take the same bus, same train back then we was cool I broke bread at lunch with 'em And if mom's left me with two singles, then you know I'm splittin one with 'em We cut school in the building I lived in, one floor higher Smokin and gettin higher Damn, think of age, now we locked up north It was like yesterday we was practicin sports Went from flippin on mats now he flippin in the box Locked twenty-three hours up a day, he in the max Aint no lookin back because this life goes on We was kids didnt care about the rights and wrongs But, nobody judged us the ghetto loved us Streets, the only thing that ever took something from us I lost a couple friends But I promised and prayed that if I make it, Im'a see 'em again I admit, I was wild as a child And my mom's aint like none of my friends who use to call me Ismhael My brother stayed on punishment, mama found out he hustle and Found couple jacks, her plan she thought of flushin it Me, I'm in the streets I swore, never change My brother caught a cause, I came up to do the same [Hook - Latif singing] (2X) It's all about my days, this is all about my nights This is all about my pain, this is all about my life [Verse 2] I got my first work, about the age of fourteen My brother fighting a case his bail was fourteen Me, still hustlin, school not going My clothes started changin, the money started showin My right hand was owing every hoe we know She represent us through the ghetto every hood we know He put me on on that traffic, though the money was average I aint care I learned how to handle that package Then, a body dropped, O locked for minute The squad it never died, I was left to represent it Took a nigga out his crib his name I aint gon' mention it Know this hit home, I know this nigga listenin Cause we was tighter than brothers where did the love go I called your mother my mom's dog, I let the love show This was supposed to be us You was supposed to have the next verse dog, this was supposed to be us And, you know I taught you the streets, taught you to pitch in I gave you that gear got you all the bitches I never thought you ever cross me dog If they back me down in the corner, get 'em off me dog Now I see exactly where we went wrong When I spin through the hood and I see him, I keep it goin Now the ghetto lookin at me like I changed But, I'm still that regular nigga I'm still the same [Hook]

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