Artist: 2Pac
Album: Me Against the World
Song: Young Niggas
I wanna dedicate this one to Robert "yummy" Sanderford
and all tha other little young niggas
that's in tha rush to be gangstas...
As a Young Nigga
[???]
give anythang
to be that innocent again
when I was ten
I didn't bang
but I was hangin with tha homies
till them niggas started slangin'
now they don't know me
I got my hustle on
learned to ignore
what coulda fade me lately i been tryin to make a million
can you blame me with that jelousy they wanna diss me
don't sweat me
if tha cowards really want me
come get me
and even I
someday will die
but i'm cautious up in my ride
put down the top
now we flossen
hit the freeway
let the wind blow
drop the window
workin with a 20 sack a indo
feelin' good
stop through the hood
grab tha young thugs
and I can't help but reminice back when we slung drugs
it was bad
but all we had was our hopes and dreams
couldn't see, unless we learned to slang dope to fiends
Chorus
your the kind of G like everyone knows He's always G'ed up, from head to
toe [My memories as a young nigga] always got it flown like Al Capone He's
the kind of G out there, I know back in Jr. High when we was barely getting
by when daddy died that's when my momma started getten high my neighborhood
was full of drive-bys couldn't survive all my homies livin short lives I
couldn't cry told my momma if I did die just put a blunt in my casket let
me get my dead homies high then follow me throughout my history it's just
me against the world stuck in misory as a young nigga my only thing is to
get paid life full of riches avoid snitches cause they shadey back in the
day we always had the time to play but after they taught them gangbangers
how to spray not just LA but in the Bay and Chicago and even St. Louis
every stadium that I go when will they change? stuck in the game like a
dumb nigga remember how it was... to be a young nigga
Chorus
your the kind of G like everyone knows He's always G'ed up, from head to
toe [My memories as a young nigga] always got it flown like Al Capone He's
the kind of G out there, I know
bridge
I'm tellen you, if your young, have your brains and have every limb and all
that.....ya'll niggas don't know how good you really do got it.
Motherfuckers need to just calm down and peep what they wanna do for tha
rest. before you end your life, before you begin your life ya dumb nigga
Now that i'm grown I got my mind on being something don't wanna be another
statistic out there doin nothin tryin to maintain in this dirty game keep
it real and I will even if it kills me my young niggas brake away from
these dumb niggas put down the guns and have some fun nigga tha rest will
come figure fame is a fast thang they're gangbangin puttin niggas in a
casket murdered for hangin at tha wrong place at the wrong time no longer
livin cause he trew up tha wrong sign and everyday I watch tha murder rate
increase and even worse tha eppidemics and diseases what is the future? the
projects lookin hopless there, more and more brothas givin up a don't care
sometimes I hate when brothers act up I hit tha weed and I procced to blow
the track up for young niggas
Chorus
your the kind of G like everyone knows He's always G'ed up, from head to
toe [My memories as a young nigga] always got it flown like Al Capone He's
the kind of G out there, I know [repeat chorus overtop of lyrics below]
this goes out to the young thugs have nots the little bad motherfuckers
from tha block those niggas that's 13 and 14 and drivin' cadilacs and benzs
and shit young motherfucken hustlers stay strong nigga you could be a
fucken accountant not a dope dealer, ya know what i'm sayin? fuck around
and be pimpin put here you could be a lawyer niggas gotta get they
priorities straight young niggas, little rah rah, especially my little
cousin...
Album: Me Against the World
Song: Young Niggas
I wanna dedicate this one to Robert "yummy" Sanderford
and all tha other little young niggas
that's in tha rush to be gangstas...
As a Young Nigga
[???]
give anythang
to be that innocent again
when I was ten
I didn't bang
but I was hangin with tha homies
till them niggas started slangin'
now they don't know me
I got my hustle on
learned to ignore
what coulda fade me lately i been tryin to make a million
can you blame me with that jelousy they wanna diss me
don't sweat me
if tha cowards really want me
come get me
and even I
someday will die
but i'm cautious up in my ride
put down the top
now we flossen
hit the freeway
let the wind blow
drop the window
workin with a 20 sack a indo
feelin' good
stop through the hood
grab tha young thugs
and I can't help but reminice back when we slung drugs
it was bad
but all we had was our hopes and dreams
couldn't see, unless we learned to slang dope to fiends
Chorus
your the kind of G like everyone knows He's always G'ed up, from head to
toe [My memories as a young nigga] always got it flown like Al Capone He's
the kind of G out there, I know back in Jr. High when we was barely getting
by when daddy died that's when my momma started getten high my neighborhood
was full of drive-bys couldn't survive all my homies livin short lives I
couldn't cry told my momma if I did die just put a blunt in my casket let
me get my dead homies high then follow me throughout my history it's just
me against the world stuck in misory as a young nigga my only thing is to
get paid life full of riches avoid snitches cause they shadey back in the
day we always had the time to play but after they taught them gangbangers
how to spray not just LA but in the Bay and Chicago and even St. Louis
every stadium that I go when will they change? stuck in the game like a
dumb nigga remember how it was... to be a young nigga
Chorus
your the kind of G like everyone knows He's always G'ed up, from head to
toe [My memories as a young nigga] always got it flown like Al Capone He's
the kind of G out there, I know
bridge
I'm tellen you, if your young, have your brains and have every limb and all
that.....ya'll niggas don't know how good you really do got it.
Motherfuckers need to just calm down and peep what they wanna do for tha
rest. before you end your life, before you begin your life ya dumb nigga
Now that i'm grown I got my mind on being something don't wanna be another
statistic out there doin nothin tryin to maintain in this dirty game keep
it real and I will even if it kills me my young niggas brake away from
these dumb niggas put down the guns and have some fun nigga tha rest will
come figure fame is a fast thang they're gangbangin puttin niggas in a
casket murdered for hangin at tha wrong place at the wrong time no longer
livin cause he trew up tha wrong sign and everyday I watch tha murder rate
increase and even worse tha eppidemics and diseases what is the future? the
projects lookin hopless there, more and more brothas givin up a don't care
sometimes I hate when brothers act up I hit tha weed and I procced to blow
the track up for young niggas
Chorus
your the kind of G like everyone knows He's always G'ed up, from head to
toe [My memories as a young nigga] always got it flown like Al Capone He's
the kind of G out there, I know [repeat chorus overtop of lyrics below]
this goes out to the young thugs have nots the little bad motherfuckers
from tha block those niggas that's 13 and 14 and drivin' cadilacs and benzs
and shit young motherfucken hustlers stay strong nigga you could be a
fucken accountant not a dope dealer, ya know what i'm sayin? fuck around
and be pimpin put here you could be a lawyer niggas gotta get they
priorities straight young niggas, little rah rah, especially my little
cousin...
