G-Money - Young n***az lyrics

[Intro] I wanna dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' Sandifer And all other lil' Young n***as that's in a rush to be gangstas [Verse 1] As a Young n***a, 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 n***as 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 mill-ion, 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 d**, 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 n***as [Hook] He's the kind of G like everybody knows (As a strung n***a) He's always G'd up, from head to toe (My memories as a young n***a) Always got it blown like Al Capone (Strung n***a) He's the downest G I've ever known [Verse 2] Back in Junior High, when we was barely gettin' by, when daddy died That's when my momma started gettin' high My neighborhood was full of drive-bys, couldn't survive All our 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 Come follow me throughout my history, it's just Me Against the World stuck in misery; as a young n***a My only thing was to be paid Life full of riches avoid snitches cause they shady, back in the days We always found the time to play But that's before they taught them g**ners how to spray Not just L.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Louis Every stadium that I go, when will they change? Stuck in the game like a dumb n***a Remember how it was, to be a young n***a [Hook] He's the kind of G like everybody knows (As a young n***a) He's always G'd up, from head to toe (My memories as a young n***a) Always got it blown like Al Capone (young n***a) He's the downest G I've ever known [Ad-lib] I'm tellin' you.. .. to be young, have your brains and have every limb and all that Yo, y'all n***as don't know how good you really do got it Muh'f**ers need to just calm down And peep what the f** they wanna do for the rest of the life 'Fore you end your life before you begin your life You dumb n***a [Verse 3] Now that I'm grown, I got my mind on bein' somethin' Don't wanna be another statistic, out here doin' nuttin Tryin' to maintain in this dirty game, keep it real And I will even if it k**s me, my Young n***as Break away from these dumb n***as Put down the guns and have some fun n***a, the rest'll come figure Fame is a fast thang, that g**nin' Puttin' n***as in a casket, murdered for hangin' At the wrong place at the wrong time, no longer livin' Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every day I watch the murder rate increases, and even worse The epidemic and diseases, what is the future? The projects lookin' hopeless, where More and more brothers givin' up and don't care Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed And I proceed to blow the track up, for Young n***as [Hook] He's the kind of G like everybody knows (for the young n***as) He's always G'd up, from head to toe (My memories as a young n***a) Always got it blown like Al Capone (this for n***a.., this for the young n***a) He's the downest G I've ever known He's the kind of G like everybody knows He's always G'd up, from head to toe He always got it blown like Al Capone He's the downest G I've ever known [Collision over the last 4 lines] This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know) Little bad motherf**ers from the block (that's right) Them n***as that's thirteen and fourteen Drivin' Cadillacs, Benzes and sh** (I see you boy) Young motherf**in' hustlers (make that money boy) Stay strong n***a You could be a f**in' accountant, not a dope dealer You know what I'm sayin'? (Go to school n***a, go to school) f** around and, you pimpin' out here You could be a lawyer (really doe) n***as gotta get they priorities straight (Don't see Johnny Cochran out in this motherf**er) Really doe.. Young n***as.. little RahRah (sup n***a) Especially my little cousins don't be no dumb guy (Don't be a dumb n***a, listen, Young n***as)