Can't Give It Up Lyrics - Btnhresurrection - Bone Thugs N Harmony

There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know) 

If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know) 

My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday 

They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who want it? 

How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry 

Lost and lonely - so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend 

But I predicted this endin, back in the day 

Cuz I had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray 

Although we pray and we pray and we pray 

We do but still wanna make the loot 

No more united, divided we fall, nigga and hard 

We all dealt fucked up cards but don't complain; 

just play the hand that you was dealt 

You play 'em right you prevail - you play 'em wrong then you fail 

It ain't hard to tell, when you been headed for self destruction 

Cause I, could look at the piece of the puzzle 

It ain't no love involved - everything we was dissolved 

We all hard as one, but together we raw 

And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that 

We split up, we tied up, my nigga wassup wit that 

Lettin the devil get in, to the pen 

Devils pretendin to be friends 

We was taken by that snake in the grass 

Should of stuck the nigga fast 

Yeah, that motherfuckin snake in the grass 

We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus 

Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis 

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There's always something you got to give up. 

If you want everything you want. 

I was never on some solo shit 

Always down to roll and blow a head off 

He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me 

When I was lonely and my daddy died 

all of my niggaz came to the church 

And thanks for comin, I'm still stressed out over the death 

When I take my breath and puff my cigarette 

I think the world is just collapsin 

But I'm still rappin get it all off my chest 

So I came back to the action 

When the bird was flyin, low, and laughin 

Family bashin 'til it just happened 

Then Wally passed - and he asked me, "Wasn't it tragic?" 

Louie askin me if he'll ever come back so hard 

We tell the truth, no use in beatin around the bush 

Baby I'm sorry. it's alllll in the game 

Throwin up blood - fuck it Layz' 

Let's sign our life awayyy. 

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Now see me? I ain't givin up a motherfuckin thang 

It's hard to come by - and I ain't no bitch nigga 

Shit been in some robberies and walkbys 

and you don't want that; neither do I 

But I will, I will - cause I'm a hustler, hustler 

High 'til I die, I'm gon' get mine 

Even if it mean murder, gettin caught, fuck it let me fry 

Know it's hectic, niggaz start shit nowadays. 

But I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that shit my way 

Well if there's somethin you can't give up (would ya give it up) 

To get everything you want (I can feel the love) 

Hell naw I'll be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga 

Runnin wit niggaz thats killas; 

the realest that be shermed out nigga 

Spittin my prophecy ain't no stoppin me 

I'm comin through with the motherfuckin shotty 

I really don't wanna hurt nobody; just kill off Illuminati 

Fuck the D-E-A and the F-B-I 

I-R-S can kiss my ass, U-C-P-D, F-C-C 

Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you 

Blast you - "Hit 'Em Up" like 'Pac did 

Take 'em hostage, terrorize and torture 

Your ghetto resource'll be pay back, pay back 

Little Lay dat, young nigga with scrilla 

and bitch I thought you knew 

You got a beam on me? I got a beam on you 

You fuck wit me? I'ma fuck wit you 

Beeitch! Like it always be 

Y'all bitches gon' have to kill me, feel me! 

You gon' have to pop me, to even try to stop me from grindin 

I'm leavin you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us 

All the nigga know what the hood like 

In the streets gotta get that good life 

Sellin that yea up under the street light 

It's the hood life, don't fight 

A nigga want out but just can't get out; 

so I guess I gots to face it 

All them dreams of havin big thangs, I'm still gon' chase it 

It's always somethin' you got to give up (Yeah, I know) 

If you want everything you want (But shit, I don't know, I don't know) 

Here they come, wait can I barktalk Bone, jumpin it feelin 

Better now, better hit 'em with the future shot 

But feelin like Pac, that's what the guy thought 

But this shit don't stop, I send much love to the pop 

Droppin this shit today, we kickin this thug music 

Better love us, so when I love smokin buds on the bus 

See we gone sells out that'll make you lust 

My nigga don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and shit 

My niggas'll pop with the pistols, and snap out the holsters 

And cover a snitch all wet 

Why the fuck could not he write me S-E-T for the second sincerely 

We baggin 'em up rollin niggas and throwin 'em in the wasteland 

Soldier, told ya nigga we gone have our time 

Like daughters in heaven don't tell him, on his knee 

He's fell, he better hope he don't fall victim 

Niggas pick up another, then they run 

But I'm through with the body bitch ah 

But when they want it, yea he just in the business 

Flesh givin you pain or pleasure, whatever you want I'ma bring 

Young, but them package you'll be impressed 

If it was somethin you can't give up 

Yea I know (Would ya give it up) 

To get everything you want 

But shit I don't know I don't know (I can feel the pump)