[Intro - DJ Clue]
Yeah y all
This the Triangle Offense
Ghetto Fab
Paul CainJoe Buddens
We all Street Dreams
At one time or another
Fast carscash
Moneyhustlin...
C mon y all
Desert Storm
[Chorus - Paul Cain]
Some niggas thugand some niggas is bitch
Some niggas ll roband some niggas ll pitch
Some niggas ain t got shitsome niggas rich
Some niggas do the timeand some live as a snitch
[Verse 1 - Paul Cain]
Now some niggas like to pull out and talksome niggas pop off
Some niggas found they way to the topsome niggas got lost
Some niggas keep it thorough in jailsome niggas got soft
Some niggas ride hard top CoupeI pull the top off
And quick to speed off on the jake
Quick to backany nigga gettin moneycome up off of the safe
Fuck the cityI m extortin the state
I m like O. from the Wirewalk wit a sawed-off and a .8
When I was taughtnever talk wit a snake
When you kill a nigga you loveyou pay for the coffin and weight
Get you wrapped upand tossed in a lake
If you can t get the whole piejust take ya portion and skate
Don t fuck wit niggasif they soft or they fake
Only jail catsand niggas going back and forth to court could relate
Fuck wit meand I ma alter ya fate
Send some wolves after ya girlI specialize in torture and rape
We in the game most dudes ain t built for
Cain talk the type of shitniggas get killed for
Whatever it s gon belet it beI ain t waistin a slug
And time is moneyand when it come to mindtake it in bloodnigga
[Chorus - Fabolous]
Some niggas thugand some niggas is bitch
Some niggas roband some niggas ll pitch
Some niggas ain t got nothinsome niggas rich
Some niggas do the timeand some live as a snitch
[Verse 2 - Fabolous]
These niggas act likeI ain t sling the clip at the last lane
And ran to the copsto bring the tips of the last names Nigga!
Like I ain t bring the shipmentsand past caine
And sticky that ll leave ya finger tips wit the grass stains Nigga!
Like I don t swing and zip through the fast lane
Would you believethis ringer chipped me a fast Range Nigga!
Like I ain t sling on stipstill my past fame
And stacked it uplike the Pringle chipswhen the cash came Nigga!
Like I ain t fling and dipwhen the task came
I knew these niggas sing like pitsso I stash change
The singles chipped in my ass changed
But this player never pay forthem rings and whipsjust to gas dance
I m why you stay in touch wit ya writer
Even made you pick up ya penand start clutchin it tighter
I ain t much of a fighter
But I knoweverything about rollin uplike a Dutch in a Spyder
My dope is much more than whiter
One hit ll have the fiends yellin outthey need crutches and lighters
The Fed s can t touch us indict usand the hoes can t even get numbers
They wanna stay in touchthey could write usnigga
[Chorus - Joe Budden]
Some niggas thugand some niggas is bitch
Some niggas roband some niggas ll pitch
Some niggas ain t got shitsome niggas rich
Some niggas do the timeand some live as a snitch
[Verse 3 - Joe Budden]
ListenlistenI lived that lifeof click-clack life
The kidnap lifethe kid s the wiseI did that twice!
You prolly see that through ya bitch ass eyes
Still I m that nigga that you get at why
Man forget that they knew meremeber me thug
I m from that same blockrips snorkle on ja dip in a Lucy
Member they back you downwhen knives was out
.45 was outscully ya eyes come out
But now could you hear nigga all in this place
That when you see him in the streetsyou gettin all in his face
More you give a niggathe more that he takesand you wanna beef
Knowin I m slower than do socause I got much more at stake
HUH!?... that s why I m ignorin ya page
I can t respect you no moreyou s a fraud and a snake
But you noticed that s the hate that I love
You see me eating off ratthat same feat you think you capable of
Don t get me worngI would like to get it
But you acting likeI ain t blow my show money on a rifle fetish
And my pop s voluntarilysurrendered to the Fed s
This is the wrong time to fuck wit my head
I m tryna tell youfriends are ya worst enemies
So if I make friends wit my worst enemiesthat ll maybe even things out
But one in ya dome is easyget it on if need be
Chrome for sheezypleaseDON T believe me
[Chorus - Fabolous]
Some niggas thugand some niggas is bitch
Some niggas ll roband some niggas ll pitch
Some niggas ain t got nothinsome niggas rich
Some niggas do the timeand some live as a snitchnigga

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