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Itch or Scratch
[Master P] Niggaz, see this one here? You see this one here? Goes out to every soldierette and every soldier Cross the
motherfucking board I
don't give a
fuck where you from It's how you come If you want the
hook up, this how it's going down Prime Suspect, Fiend, and Mac Y'all gonna feel this [Chorus: X4] Niggaz get your scratch, bitches get your paper Soldiers live life to the
fullest fo' they take ya P, I
wasn't made for this world I'm in it like lifetimes before mine For sure, crime, ya made me? Then grudgenly enslave me Yeah, ya paid me, but barely enough to meet my reach Took it from me, so all I
got is Billboard reciepts To each, his own I
thought my peace was with my chrome But is knowing my homies souls, the
rest are gone Hip is on, when my mama go to work for the
early morn Rapping, but my extra muscle hustles for my unborn All alone, dealing with some types of risk That nigga, Riley Smith, made murder, one hundred and fifth Now get this, how can I
ease the
pain? And if you got the
hook up, put your boy, feet in the
game (Uhh!) [Chorus X2] So what you want soldier? Close your eye, make a
wish Nigga trying to come up, is like trying to drown a
fish When the
drama run up, nobody wanna enlist Sun down, sun up, we handle minds like this Soldier rag, in this what the
fuck, looking and never shook Flip the
wrong page on me, I'll close ya book Hold the
po' for us, got the
5-0's to show for us Up in the
backseat, we cuts loose, and up these handcuffs And spit, this for my nigga Meeks, still in the
hood Told me to give him the
hook up, shit ain't looking that good I
lay my live down, pray, god judge my heart Forgive me for sins, I
was only playing my part I've been to war before, but survival is never for sure Will I
make a
million bucks, or will they bury me poor? I
never know, so I'm dessed up, when I
walk the
city streets To keep the
heat, for peace I'm on the
seat 21 at least nigga [Chorus X2] Will your scratch get snatched in a
murder cap? Nigga snake crack, watch they own back, and it ain't about rap We bring the
noise, lost boys with no cause Slanging toys, for the
fact, we jack and kidnap, we wanted by the
big boys Man I
was born in this world of sin I
played the
cards I
was given, ain't got a
quarter so I'm stuck in it Ghetto living still find time to smile through it all Praying up to the
good lord, humbley yours And it hurt, cause the
ooze man is pure at heart Got the
game from the
start, hoping it don't tear me apart Young black deliquent with a
ghetto smile He want it, I
want it, I
ain't the
only nigga on it Only nigga hungry A
trooper trying to make it better For me and mine, within my time So when they take my lifeline, don't trip, I
lived it to the
fullest And made every kind of man feel glock wehn he pulled this [Chorus till end]
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