I wanna dedicate this one to Robert "yummy" Sanderford

and all tha other little young niggas

that's in tha rush to be gangstas...

As a Young Nigga

[???]

give anythang

to be that innocent again

when I was ten

I didn't bang

but I was hangin with tha homies

till them niggas started slangin'

now they don't know me

I got my hustle on

learned to ignore

what coulda fade me lately i been tryin to make a million

can you blame me with that jelousy they wanna diss me

don't sweat me

if tha cowards really want me

come get me

and even I

someday will die

but i'm cautious up in my ride

put down the top

now we flossen

hit the freeway

let the wind blow

drop the window

workin with a 20 sack a indo

feelin' good

stop through the hood

grab tha young thugs

and I can't help but reminice back when we slung drugs

it was bad

but all we had was our hopes and dreams

couldn't see, unless we learned to slang dope to fiends

Chorus

your the kind of G like everyone knows He's always G'ed up, from head

to

toe [My memories as a young nigga] always got it flown like Al Capone

He's

the kind of G out there, I know back in Jr. High when we was barely

getting

by when daddy died that's when my momma started getten high my

neighborhood

was full of drive-bys couldn't survive all my homies livin short lives

I

couldn't cry told my momma if I did die just put a blunt in my casket

let

me get my dead homies high then follow me throughout my history it's

just

me against the world stuck in misory as a young nigga my only thing is

to

get paid life full of riches avoid snitches cause they shadey back in

the

day we always had the time to play but after they taught them

gangbangers

how to spray not just LA but in the Bay and Chicago and even St. Louis

every stadium that I go when will they change? stuck in the game like

a

dumb nigga remember how it was... to be a young nigga

Chorus

your the kind of G like everyone knows He's always G'ed up, from head

to

toe [My memories as a young nigga] always got it flown like Al Capone

He's

the kind of G out there, I know

bridge

I'm tellen you, if your young, have your brains and have every limb

and all

that.....ya'll niggas don't know how good you really do got it.

Motherfuckers need to just calm down and peep what they wanna do for

tha

rest. before you end your life, before you begin your life ya dumb

nigga

Now that i'm grown I got my mind on being something don't wanna be

another

statistic out there doin nothin tryin to maintain in this dirty game

keep

it real and I will even if it kills me my young niggas brake away from

these dumb niggas put down the guns and have some fun nigga tha rest

will

come figure fame is a fast thang they're gangbangin puttin niggas in a

casket murdered for hangin at tha wrong place at the wrong time no

longer

livin cause he trew up tha wrong sign and everyday I watch tha murder

rate

increase and even worse tha eppidemics and diseases what is the

future? the

projects lookin hopless there, more and more brothas givin up a don't

care

sometimes I hate when brothers act up I hit tha weed and I procced to

blow

the track up for young niggas

Chorus

your the kind of G like everyone knows He's always G'ed up, from head

to

toe [My memories as a young nigga] always got it flown like Al Capone

He's

the kind of G out there, I know [repeat chorus overtop of lyrics

below]

this goes out to the young thugs have nots the little bad

motherfuckers

from tha block those niggas that's 13 and 14 and drivin' cadilacs and

benzs

and shit young motherfucken hustlers stay strong nigga you could be a

fucken accountant not a dope dealer, ya know what i'm sayin? fuck

around

and be pimpin put here you could be a lawyer niggas gotta get they

priorities straight young niggas, little rah rah, especially my little

cousin