Представляем точный текст композиции "Young Niggas" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Joe Budden . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Young Niggas» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Joe Budden передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Joe Budden - "Young Niggas"
Lyrics to Young Niggas : [Joe Budden: ad libs] [DJ On Point: talking over Joe Budden] This shit right here in called Young Niggaz Shout out to my nigga Ron Browz on the beat Whole Monie Ave, I see you (DJ ON POINT) [Verse 1: Joe Budden] Yo, my struggles a little different Yall niggaz was selling, I was sniffin Psyche, rewind it, Im just kiddin (OH!) I was hangin with old cats, tryna put my bid in Same safe you was stackin in, I was tryna get in Yall was fuckin with pigeons (naw) I was on Malcolm X, lookin for a jar for my cig to get dipped in (OH!) Was still spittin, before the video vixens Around the time Ewing had got dunked on by Pippen Niggaz was still pitchin I was stealin money from my moms anytime she left her purse in the kitchen (that was fucked up) Guzzlin a fifth and I was high as a fuck, ODn on Visine, so my eyes wouldnt glisten (OH!) Moms still bitchin She thought I knew better, but I didnt She tried to talk to em, wouldnt listen (listen, wouldnt listen) Its almost like somethin inside of me kept itchin I thought the streets loved me, naw who was I kiddin' (kiddin) God lookin like the devil (oh) Sendin me to the pawn shop anytime I found shit that looked like metal I dropped outta school, naw not to be cool I was sittin there bored, thought all yall was fools Fuck I wanna read up on "Romeo & Juliet" Way back, I aint even have my first toolie yet Angie aint even make that knife go through me yet (talk to em) Matter fact, I aint even smoke my first bollie yet Tried to have it wrapped, but things wasnt a doobie yet What was comin for me, but naw it aint subdue me yet [Chorus: Joe Budden] Young niggaz, know I used to be a young nigga I used to pop off to prove I aint the one nigga B and Es, stick ups and dirty guns niggaz This before I finally had my little young nigga Young niggaz, God keep me from these young niggaz Not the smart ones Lord, just the dumb niggaz Might have me thinkin Im still one of them niggaz Shit changed from when I used to be a young nigga (You know why his name is On Point, cause he On Point pussy) [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Yo, aiyyo My first time locked up, I was a child Met up with mad niggaz I aint seen in a while (yeah) And it wasnt bad bein locked in with them (but) But couldnt fathom lockin in at 10 Like fuck readin a book, sat on my bunk, mad time to get my thoughts straight One month, one shower, still without a court date Just bags of nicotine, rollin paper Did pull ups, push ups, how the fuckd I get here' War stories, you hear a lot of shit here Great place to visit, but naw dont wanna live here (live here...) Naw gotta get my mind in a new place Grimey ass niggaz stealin my socks and toothpaste Cant ever remember feelin such neglect But snakes get snaked (dog), what the fuckd I expect' (expect) I thought if anything I had earned niggaz respect But niggaz hung up soon as they heard "Collect" Had my mag with the tits out O.G.s said to me the streets dont love you, theyll be there when you get out Bunch of the same people, stealin the same space A few of emll die, a few will take your place I prayed to God that I never catch another case Cause COs just treat us like we rats in a maze You wonder why Joey always hype and smilin (why') I was this close to Rikers Island Was bein on Rikers, wilin (wilin) Ive been through way worse shit than havin a few gripes about my album (cmon) [Chorus: w/ ad libs] [DJ On Point: talking over Chorus] Shout out to mixtapekings.com Cant forget my nigga Moozoo, Victory Square [Outro:Joe Budden - talking (echo)] For real God keep me from these little young niggaz man Cause Ill fuck around and get a bid Make me somethin stupid and shit Made me resort to bein... Bein the old me and shit I worked hard to get money I aint tryna go back I aint tryna go back to the hood, keep my eyes lit up Keep me from these niggaz, for real [ Young Niggas Lyrics ]
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