I wanna dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' Sanderford

and all other lil' young niggaz that's in a rush to be gangstas



As a young nigga, I'm almost ?swellin? in the wind

Give anythang, to be that innocent again, when I was ten

I didn't bang but I was hangin with the homies

tell them niggaz started slangin that they don't know me

I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me

Lately I've been tryin to make a bill-ion, can you play me

with that jealousy they need to miss me, don't sweat me

If them cowards really want me, come get me, and even I

someday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride

Put down the top, now we flossin

Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window

Workin with a twenty sack of indo, feelin good

Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs

And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, know it's bad

but all we had was our hopes and dreams

Couldn't see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends

as young niggaz



He's the kind of G like everybody knows

As a young nigga

He's always G'd up, from head to toe

My memories as a young nigga

Always got it blown like Al Capone

Young nigga

He's the downest G I've ever known



Back in Junior High, when we was barely gettin by, when daddy died

That's when my momma started gettin high

My neighborhood was full of drivebys, couldn't survive

All our 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

Come follow me throughout my history, it's just

_Me Against the World_ stuck in misery; as a young nigga

My only thing was to be paid

Life full of rich