A Tribute To The True Disobedient Gettin' Fucked in the Struggle

Excuse me Pac..a brother's in a moment of truf....


To The True G taken off the Streets...


we was once two niggaz of the same kind

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

we were just a little smaller but still rolled

Got stretched to Malki and hit the hood swoll

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RMember all the shit we were in and we never quite learn

On the block, witcha glock, trippin off sherm

Collect calls to the till, sayin how ya changed

Oh you behind them bars now, no more dope game

Hope you might be comin home or just get bail

Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail?

I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan


When I talk about money all you see is the struggle

When I tell you I'm livin large you tell me it's trouble

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Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it

Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

And I can't even trip, cause I'm just burning witcha

You tryin hard to maintain, then go headcause I ain't mad at cha

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin’ playin dozens ..

Whole neighborhood buzzin, knowin, that we wasn't Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

I'm gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the times we shared

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind .......In time we learned to live a life of fun

Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

And even though we seperated, I told you I’d wait

Don't give nobody no coochie while u’ll be locked up state

Wish u kissed yo Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes

tell her u’lll return but u gotta fight the fate's arrived

"Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't happy here

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

They got me goin mad, I'm knockin busters on they backs

in my cell, thinkin, 'Hell, I know one day I'll be back' .."


47 Waiting for you ese 47