Yeah, I take y'all way back
Seven years old,
I'm lookin' up to the ganstas in the hood,
'cause to me and my cousins yeah they represented good,
Even when we played cops and robbers on the block,
nobody wanted to play the cop yeah,
'cause the cop was a pussy-ass bitch,
and if you played the cop, nigga you got your ass kicked!
I was a curious child,
I used to hang out by the bar room and study the gansta style
The way they talk, the way they walk, the way they act,
the way they wore dat gansta hat,
Tilted, brim layed flat out,
now that's the type a shit I'm talkin' about yeah,
Cigarette in one hand, drink in the other,
leanin' to one side, cooler than a motherfucker,
With them ganster-ass nicknames,
Gilley Boy, Pokey, Big Joe, Go-Dee, and Leo Lane,
True muthafuckin' mack daddies,
bitch on the side, drivin' the '73 caddy,
Wid a chrome plated .357
ready to send a muthafucka on a stairway to heaven,
I was fascinated, yeah
I let 'em influence me, and my momma hate it,
But she still gave me love,
'cause my momma understood,
that it was in my blood,
See it was a cycle,
and in a few mo' years she wouldn't have to worry about a Michael,
'cause I'll be makin' my own decisions, yeah
Comin' up fast, clockin' cash
Straight gansterism
Yeah... Uh... On and On and On and On and On... Yeah... Uh
Break it down
Uh
Like dat
Like dat
Yeah
Now is '93
I got a name fo' myself,
Made a little wealth, played the cards I was dealt,
didn't go fo' self, now I'm a G, huh
and every muthafuckin' body know me,
Niggas in the hood, all got love,
'cause they saw me raise up from a muthafuckin scrub,
And hoes that I know,
from way back befo'
they used to say no,
all wanna go to the hotel,
'cause they claim that they interested,
and everybody talkin' about the shit that they wish they did,
but I surpassed all that,
they used to wanna know if I was down, now they don't ask all that,
'cause they believin' what they seein'
A young nigga comin' up fast, yeah
Straight G
Uh
Yeah
On and on and on
Yeah
Uh
Like that
Takin' 'em way back
Sittin' back as a youngsta, peepin' at ma folks,
Some were straight G's and some went out smoking dope,
I had to cope wid it, be a man and stay strong,
even though some folks didn't think that I'd live long,
I watch grandpa shoot dice at the liquo' sto'
Gettin' licks in the dough ague and the Big Joe,
Walkin' out the door wid a gallon of Jack,
Sellin' straight cess booze 'cause back then there weren't no crack,
A matter fact, to this day,
I'm doin' shit like grandpa in ev
