He Used 2 Be a Man Songtext
von B.G.
He Used 2 Be a Man Songtext
Oh, you gon′ be trippin' bout this Busta ass niggas
When he was on the streets, he used to jack niggas
Ran around the project toting the mac nigga
He had niggas tip, had ′em breaking him off
He had niggas clearing the block when it got dark
Now everybody thought that this nigga was real
But anybody holding a gun can kill
If niggas was on the block, they ran when he came
He used to walk on the set and rob the dice game
This nigga was a dog out here in that world
Now he got to the pen and turned the girl
He walking like a bitch this nigga here twistin'
The bitch he been sitting down now when he pissin'
He hugged up with a man on the wall tongue kissin′
His family fucked up, they don′t even go visit
Now that's the difference between jail and the streets
With a gun you a killer
Without it, you′re a thriller
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And then you got fucked when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin' off
And then you show fear when you got round them big dogs
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And got turned out when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin′ off
And showed your true colors when you got round them big dogs
This nigga used to catch ballers slippin' and jack ′em
This nigga used to catch bad bitches and mack 'em
He used to serve niggas work out of town and tax 'em
He used to take hits, walk up on niggas and whack ′em
This nigga here name used to carry weight
Nigga passed with they head down, couldn′t look in his face
This nigga used to act a fool with a four-four
Now he in the pen getting' shot in his go-go
I had a feeling without that strap, he was a hoe
Now it came out he don got that lifetime joe
Damn that′s somethin' niggas is a trip
They don′t open they lip if they ain't got a full clip
Shit never changed, doing the same thang
On the streets ya ′bout it
In that place you're a jing-a-ling
With a gat, you a man nowadays you without it
You needed to be bout it
'Cause you soft than soap powder
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And then you got fucked when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin′ off
And then you show fear when you got round them big dogs
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And got turned out when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin′ off
And showed your true colors when you got round them big dogs
When you walking up the street with that heat ya creepin'
When you walking down the walk that pink ya sweppin′
When ya standin' over a nigga with that K, you a dog
When you getting′ that dick from the back, you're a broad
You was a man puttin′ niggas under white sheets
Now that G-string up your ass, you the beauty of the week
Nigga told you, you're out here doing a crime
Take it like a man you get popped then you get that time
You sayin' that you cool and you could handle it
Before you got upstate, you barely ate in the parish
You ain′t got a gun now ain′t even got a knife
You had two charges whodi fuck a fight
You can't take a ass whippin′, you're weaker than weak
Now you gettin′ your ass rubbed down with grease
You're a clown nobody feels sorry on the block
You gotta get it how you live in that cell block, nigga
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And then you got fucked when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin′ off
And then you show fear when you got round them big dogs
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And got turned out when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin' off
And showed your true colors when you got round the big dogs
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And then you got fucked when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin' off
And showed your true colors when you got round the big dogs
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And then you got fucked when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin′ off
And then you show fear when you got round them big dogs
You pussy motherfucker
Putting off all them acts on the street
Jacking, killing, slapping niggas, slapping hoes
Bitch you getting jail, you ain′t got no gang
Boy you's a hoe, pussy motherfucker
Now niggas know that′s how it go on the real
If you done been upstate
DCI, Hunts, Wade, Angola
Or wherever you done been
Man them niggas be coming up there on murder charges
On robbery charges, kidnapping charges
And get talked out they motherfuckin' ass
Them niggas don′t be gettin' raped
Them niggas be gettin′ talked out they ass
Boy that's cold
Nigga know what I'm talkin′ ′bout
Yeah, see
See when this tape gettin' that pimp
You gon′ bet a nigga gon' be a true
Ha, bitch
When he was on the streets, he used to jack niggas
Ran around the project toting the mac nigga
He had niggas tip, had ′em breaking him off
He had niggas clearing the block when it got dark
Now everybody thought that this nigga was real
But anybody holding a gun can kill
If niggas was on the block, they ran when he came
He used to walk on the set and rob the dice game
This nigga was a dog out here in that world
Now he got to the pen and turned the girl
He walking like a bitch this nigga here twistin'
The bitch he been sitting down now when he pissin'
He hugged up with a man on the wall tongue kissin′
His family fucked up, they don′t even go visit
Now that's the difference between jail and the streets
With a gun you a killer
Without it, you′re a thriller
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And then you got fucked when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin' off
And then you show fear when you got round them big dogs
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And got turned out when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin′ off
And showed your true colors when you got round them big dogs
This nigga used to catch ballers slippin' and jack ′em
This nigga used to catch bad bitches and mack 'em
He used to serve niggas work out of town and tax 'em
He used to take hits, walk up on niggas and whack ′em
This nigga here name used to carry weight
Nigga passed with they head down, couldn′t look in his face
This nigga used to act a fool with a four-four
Now he in the pen getting' shot in his go-go
I had a feeling without that strap, he was a hoe
Now it came out he don got that lifetime joe
Damn that′s somethin' niggas is a trip
They don′t open they lip if they ain't got a full clip
Shit never changed, doing the same thang
On the streets ya ′bout it
In that place you're a jing-a-ling
With a gat, you a man nowadays you without it
You needed to be bout it
'Cause you soft than soap powder
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And then you got fucked when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin′ off
And then you show fear when you got round them big dogs
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And got turned out when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin′ off
And showed your true colors when you got round them big dogs
When you walking up the street with that heat ya creepin'
When you walking down the walk that pink ya sweppin′
When ya standin' over a nigga with that K, you a dog
When you getting′ that dick from the back, you're a broad
You was a man puttin′ niggas under white sheets
Now that G-string up your ass, you the beauty of the week
Nigga told you, you're out here doing a crime
Take it like a man you get popped then you get that time
You sayin' that you cool and you could handle it
Before you got upstate, you barely ate in the parish
You ain′t got a gun now ain′t even got a knife
You had two charges whodi fuck a fight
You can't take a ass whippin′, you're weaker than weak
Now you gettin′ your ass rubbed down with grease
You're a clown nobody feels sorry on the block
You gotta get it how you live in that cell block, nigga
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And then you got fucked when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin′ off
And then you show fear when you got round them big dogs
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And got turned out when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin' off
And showed your true colors when you got round the big dogs
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And then you got fucked when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin' off
And showed your true colors when you got round the big dogs
When you was on the streets you was a soldier
And then you got fucked when you went to Angola
You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin′ off
And then you show fear when you got round them big dogs
You pussy motherfucker
Putting off all them acts on the street
Jacking, killing, slapping niggas, slapping hoes
Bitch you getting jail, you ain′t got no gang
Boy you's a hoe, pussy motherfucker
Now niggas know that′s how it go on the real
If you done been upstate
DCI, Hunts, Wade, Angola
Or wherever you done been
Man them niggas be coming up there on murder charges
On robbery charges, kidnapping charges
And get talked out they motherfuckin' ass
Them niggas don′t be gettin' raped
Them niggas be gettin′ talked out they ass
Boy that's cold
Nigga know what I'm talkin′ ′bout
Yeah, see
See when this tape gettin' that pimp
You gon′ bet a nigga gon' be a true
Ha, bitch
Writer(s): Christopher N Dorsey, Byron O Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
