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Chorus 
A man would die a thousand times 
Before he reach one with soul 
The one he beathes will be his last breath 
Or does any one ever known 
He died with his riches in the streets 
Because game  is all that he knows 
Sacrifice his life for the paper 
And that's just how the story goes 
You do it all for nothin' 

6:30 in the mornin' my mama wakin' me up 
Tellin' me to get ready for school  or she gon' kick my butt 
Iron my jeans till they creased, put on nikes and a fleece 
She thinks I'm goin' to school, but I'm headed for them streets 
Before 12 am, I done did more shit than a marine 
Fall up in the school house, high off them greens 
Hoes bobbin', who that young nigga with the Figero 
They call him big Ball, but his real name is Primrol 
4th period, american history ain't too interestin' 
My beeper blowin' up, my homies havin' a smoke session 
30 minutes later, I'm stadnin' on the avenue 
Duck pulled up in the cut, thang 
Askin' me what I wanna do 
Jumped in the ride, fuck this shit, I ain't hesistatin' 
Trees, and chedddar cheese, keepin' me from graduatin' 
Hoes and clothes, 
Big bones, and vogues 
Young nigga puttin' in work, 
Superstar of the ghetto 

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Summertime, every weekend the club packed 
After 10, if I don't hit ya back, that's where I'm at 
Me and my folks get mad love from the freaky hoes 
Sleaky hoes, right up under they nigga nose 
I'm at the bar gettin' lifted scopin' out the crew 
Niggaz chillin' after a hard week of payin' dues 
North Memphis niggaz 
Dick from Hollywood to Douglas 
On the dance floor, provin' that they hood the roughest 
South side, and cast day and niggaz will rob you quick 
Reposess what you posess like it was they shit 
But I was a player, to all the players in other hoods 
From dicks and hoes 
From Fraiser back to Westwood 
Now I'm 19, my job is to supply the fiends 
Cook the rock, morphine, or a bag of green 
Posted at my mom's house when in the came the door 
Black suits and search warrants and I'm the nigga they lookin' for 

Everybody wants to live the life 
The good life that was seen 
Nobody wants to pay the price 
But we want to live a life thats free 
Why would they make such a thin line 
Even below we're livin' it 
For the life, I would do anything 
Then do it all, then do it all 
All for nothin' 

All for nothin' 
All for nothin' 
Sometimes, we do it all for nothin' 
All for nothin' 
All for nothin' 
Sometimes, we do it all for nothin' 
All for nothin' 
All for nothin' 
Sometimes, we do it all for nothin' 
All for nothin' 
All for nothin' 
Sometimes, we do it all for nothin' 

I'm 25 now, been gone away for 5 strong 
And so much shit has changed around my mama's home 
My P-O, said a nigga can't achieve pay no more 
The justice system tryin' to play me with revolvin' door 
Violate parole and I'll be facin' time again 
In the penn, tell me how a nigga supposed to win? 
I hit my niggaz up who turned me on back in the game 
Finally came across some hedges and a quarter thing 
So much has changed, these young niggaz be snortin' cocaine 
Shootin' up heroin, and shootin' niggaz for ghetto fame 
I gotta lace my boots and wade through the muddy waters 
Prey on flesh, so I can feed my sons and daughters 
Ain't no love, niggaz hate to see another bubble 
At the club sittin' on chrome 
Brother playin' trouble 
Cheefin' hay, before I knew it steel was in my face 
I went for mine now I'm restin' in a better place 

Chorus

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