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Yeah! uh
Let ya'll niggaz know me
Yeah, WOO!
Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven a nigga entered
Big lips, popped out placenta
Momma ain't breastfeed, had no pop neither
Pop leaves shit but a name - Obie
Elementary homie that's how it started
In garbage, retarded, gainin that heart
Fuck niggaz, claimin they hard, a nigga come home touched
My motherfuckin momma bangin me harder
"Nigga take your ass out their and fight for tomorrow"
That's what she told me, "little punk, blame that on your father"
So I had no choice, nigga pick up a brick
Split a motherfucker's shit for tryin to fuck with the kid
Get a little older, hair on my dick, now I'm curious
Niggaz on the corner gettin money rockin jewelry
Allowance, nigga that ain't man shit
Cowards, nigga that ain't man shit
I had to prove to myself
How these niggaz same age as me calculatin this wealth
So I got me a clique and niggaz what?
Workin one sixteenth, like "nigga we can clean up"
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now
Only my motherfuckin momma nigga holds me down
And Lord knows all this shit that I done put her through
I speak through her straight to you, motherfuckers
Two for one, here, here take this, two for one
Quit switching dicks, holla at me, see you fuck with
Summer '94, I'm gettin a little dough
Taller than my momma, so I'm listenin to her nose
I'm listenin to them hoes scream "O!"
And I'm listenin to them O's go CHOP!
P-Funk, Joe and me pumpin on the block, summertime
I call her auntie, she cop three at a time
Throw a extra bump bringin cline
I'm so involved with the grind, I'm losin my mind
Fuck a steady job, I'm tryin
I steady mob, I'm dyin in this game, I ain't lyin
Sellin so much coke forgettin it's a crime
Flyin down I-75, pocket full of dimes
Give a fuck about the radar on me [police sirens]
Bumpin Big or Pac, yo nigga who tryin me?
[Cop] - Get off the god damn truck!
[Obie Trice] - Fuck you, yo I ain't did shit
[Cop] - Put your fucking hands in the air!
[Obie Trice] - Bitch!
Yeah, all my of life
Only my momma know
Obie .. Obie Trice .. Shady and it's crazy, motherfucke
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Yeah! uh Let ya'll niggaz know me Yeah, WOO! Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven a nigga entered Big lips, popped out placenta Momma ain't breastfeed, had no pop neither Pop leaves shit but a name - Obie Elementary homie that's how it started In garbage, retarded, gainin that heart Fuck niggaz, claimin they hard, a nigga come home touched My motherfuckin momma bangin me harder "Nigga take your ass out their and fight for tomorrow" That's what she told me, "little punk, blame that on your father" So I had no choice, nigga pick up a brick Split a motherfucker's shit for tryin to fuck with the kid Get a little older, hair on my dick, now I'm curious Niggaz on the corner gettin money rockin jewelry Allowance, nigga that ain't man shit Cowards, nigga that ain't man shit I had to prove to myself How these niggaz same age as me calculatin this wealth So I got me a clique and niggaz what? Workin one sixteenth, like "nigga we can clean up" Follow my life, homie from start 'til now Only my motherfuckin momma nigga holds me down And Lord knows all this shit that I done put her through I speak through her straight to you, motherfuckers Two for one, here, here take this, two for one Quit switching dicks, holla at me, see you fuck with Summer '94, I'm gettin a little dough Taller than my momma, so I'm listenin to her nose I'm listenin to them hoes scream "O!" And I'm listenin to them O's go CHOP! P-Funk, Joe and me pumpin on the block, summertime I call her auntie, she cop three at a time Throw a extra bump bringin cline I'm so involved with the grind, I'm losin my mind Fuck a steady job, I'm tryin I steady mob, I'm dyin in this game, I ain't lyin Sellin so much coke forgettin it's a crime Flyin down I-75, pocket full of dimes Give a fuck about the radar on me [police sirens] Bumpin Big or Pac, yo nigga who tryin me? [Cop] - Get off the god damn truck! [Obie Trice] - Fuck you, yo I ain't did shit [Cop] - Put your fucking hands in the air! [Obie Trice] - Bitch! Yeah, all my of life Only my momma know Obie .. Obie Trice .. Shady and it's crazy, motherfucke
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