Niggaz Lyrics - Dj Clue

Yeah y'all, this the Triangle Offense 

Ghetto Fab, Paul Cain, Joe Buddens 

We all 'Street Dreams', at one time or another 

Fast cars, cash, money, hustlin', c'mon y'all, Desert Storm 

Some niggas thug and some niggas is bitch 

Some niggas'll rob and some niggas'll pitch 

Some niggas ain't got shit, some niggas rich 

Some niggas do the time and some live as a snitch 

Now some niggas like to pull out and talk, some niggas pop off 

Some niggas found they way to the top, some niggas got lost 

Some niggas keep it thorough in jail, some niggas got soft 

Some niggas ride hard top Coupe, I pull the top off 

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And quick to speed off on the jake 

Quick to back, any nigga gettin' money, come up off of the safe 

Fuck the city, I'm extortin' the state 

I'm like O, from the 'Wire', walk wit a sawed-off and a .8 

When I was taught, never talk wit a snake 

When you kill a nigga you love, you pay for the coffin' and weight 

Get you wrapped up and tossed in a lake 

If you can't get the whole pie, just take ya portion and skate 

Don't fuck wit niggas, if they soft or they fake 

Only jail cats and niggas going back and forth 

To court could relate, fuck wit me and I'ma alter ya fate 

Send some wolves after ya girl 

I specialize in torture and rape 

We in the game most dudes ain't built for 

Cain talk the type of shit, niggas get killed for 

Whatever it's gon' be, let it be, I ain't waistin' a slug 

And time is money and when it come to mind, take it in blood, nigga 

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Some niggas thug and some niggas is bitch 

Some niggas rob and some niggas'll pitch 

Some niggas ain't got nothin', some niggas rich 

Some niggas do the time and some live as a snitch 

These niggas act like, I ain't sling the clip at the last lane 

And ran to the cops to bring the tips of the last names 

(Nigga) 

Like I ain't bring the shipments and 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 believe, this ringer chipped me a fast range? 

(Nigga) 

Like I ain't sling on stips, till my past fame 

And stacked it up, like the Pringle chips, when the cash came 

(Nigga) 

Like I ain't fling and dip, when the task came 

I knew these niggas sing like pits, so I stash change 

The singles chipped in my ass changed 

But this player never pay for, them rings and whips, just to gas dance 

I'm why you stay in touch wit ya writer 

Even made you pick up ya pen and start clutchin' it tighter 

I ain't much of a fighter but I know, everything 

About rollin' up, like a Dutch in a Spyder 

My dope is much more than whiter 

One hit'll have the fiends yellin' out 

They need crutches and lighters 

The Fed's can't touch us indict us 

And the hoes can't even get numbers 

They wanna stay in touch, they could write us, nigga 

Some niggas thug and some niggas is bitch 

Some niggas rob and some niggas'll pitch 

Some niggas ain't got shit, some niggas rich 

Some niggas do the time and some live as a snitch 

Listen, listen, I lived that life, of click-clack life 

The kidnap life, the kid's the wise, I 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 me, remember me thug 

I'm from that same block, rips snorkle on ja dip in a Lucy 

'Member they back you down, when knives was out 

.45 was out, scully ya eyes come out 

But now could you hear nigga all in this place 

That when you see him in the streets, you gettin' all in his face 

More you give a nigga, the more that he takes and you wanna beef 

Knowin' I'm slower than do so, 'cause I got much more at stake 

Huh, that's why I'm ignorin' ya page 

I can't respect you no more, you's a fraud and a snake 

But you noticed that's the hate that I love 

You see me eating off rat, that same feat you think you capable of 

Don't get me worng, I would like to get it 

But you acting like, I ain't blow my show money on a rifle fetish 

And my pop's voluntarily, surrendered to the Fed's 

This is the wrong time to fuck wit my head 

I'm tryna tell you, friends are ya worst enemies 

So if I make friends wit my worst enemies 

That'll maybe even things out 

But one in ya dome is easy, get it on if need be 

Chrome for sheezy, please, don't believe me 

Some niggas thug and some niggas is bitch 

Some niggas'll rob and some niggas'll pitch 

Some niggas ain't got nothin', some niggas rich 

Some niggas do the time and some live as a snitch, nigga