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You Need People Like Me: Part 2


Artist: Plies
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 10
Year: 2010

Trying 2 Beat Da Odds Lyrics - You Need People Like Me: Part 2 - Plies

I'm finna give it to your ass gun barrel straight that's just how we rocking over here bruh Big Gates Record bruh gun barrel straight bih shout outs to everybody in the projects shout outs to everybody in the ghetto see understand this it's always a bright light at the end of that? 

 

They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars 

Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far 

Ain't know avoid getting killed was go never be this hard 

To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds 

I'm just trying to beat the odds 

I'm just trying to beat the odds 

They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars 

Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far 

To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds 

I'm just trying to beat the odds 

 

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Niggas don't want to see me with shit the white man don't neither 

That's why I ride everyday drank my liquor and smoke my reefer 

The mexicans the only mother fuckers they put beneath us 

I guess if you poor and white the world don't fuck with you neither 

I get it I understand I'm black so ain't equal 

When you from the hood though that shit run a lil deeper 

And one mother fucker in my hood that done never became a doctor 

And one body in my family who done never became a lawyer 

My daddy sold dope that shit hard not to follow 

My momma did her best but she had her own problems 

My brother two times loose that's a whole bother saga 

Every nigga in my click at some point was a robber 

It's hard to think different cause shit I'm from the projects 

Soon as you make a lil money got to spend it fight charges 

Ain't pussy I'ma hundred so I can't live with cautions 

I'm just trying to make show my wins out weigh my loses 

 

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They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars 

Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far 

Ain't know avoid getting killed was go never be this hard 

To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds 

I'm just trying to beat the odds 

I'm just trying to beat the odds 

They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars 

Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far 

To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds 

I'm just trying to beat the odds 

 

It's a thousand niggas that die for every one nigga that make it out 

My homie can't even read but do his thang with the pots 

His momma been dead his daddy smoking rocks 

He can't get a job some might say it's his own fault 

Sometime situations can change what you was taught 

My momma and daddy wasn't together I wonder where I'd be 

 

Cause most the shit I know now I learned it from the streets 

Cause being a certain color it attracts the police 

And when you live in certain areas you can never get peace 

My momma biggest fear me dying in these streets 

But if ain't up in it how the fuck I'm go eat 

And it's sad to say but nobody in my family got a degree 

A nigga playing ball and dropped out for the streets 

And got involved in hustling and got in too deep 

The shit got over my head and the nigga couldn't even see 

The streets ain't the honest but I'ma be all I can be 

 

They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars 

Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far 

Ain't know avoid getting killed was go never be this hard 

To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds 

I'm just trying to beat the odds 

I'm just trying to beat the odds 

They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars 

Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far 

To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds 

I'm just trying to beat the odds 

 

I just got one wish for drop me in a casket 

To wake up one morning and see my momma happy 

I wanna salute God for all the bad shit that happened 

Cause everything that went wrong now I understand it 

He protect me from my enemies protect me when I was trapping 

He left when I was lil but I still forget my daddy 

The world done got rough everything done got drastic 

I'm just a black man that's the color of my family 

If I'm ever go make it the hustle I got to marry 

The road done been rough but I refuse to let it try me 

I done made some mistakes but shit ain't embarrassed 

I got to beat the odds cause one day I'ma parish 

 

They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars 

Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far 

Ain't know avoid getting killed was go never be this hard 

To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds 

I'm just trying to beat the odds 

I'm just trying to beat the odds 

They say one out of ten blacks we go die behind bars 

Say we was born in the ghetto then we ain't go make it far 

To keep it real with you my nigga I'm just trying to beat the odds 

I'm just trying to beat the odds 

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