R U My Ni**a? Lyrics - Cormega

Yo, when you deal with niggas 

You know what I'm sayin 

You gotta know where they stand (Watch niggas) 

Cuz everybody your man when things is going right 

Uh, but what about when things is going wrong 

Ask yourself am I your man 

Would I die for you or by your hand 

If I go broke, would you divide your grand 

Put me in your plans 

Hold me down with your heat if my shit jams 

Stop to think, Asbet stops your bank 

You need the mean gats to set it, pop your tank 

I fears none, a damn sleepin is a rare one 

Prepared, never scared, blood sweat and tears son, I kinda saw 

I close my eyes at night and let the drama pour 

On paper, my mind escapes but I ignore 

Temptations, to embrace the path of raw 

When I was younger my hunger taught me how to score 

Not sayin I was poor, but I was disobeying common laws 

That had me runnin in and out of Richer's Island doors 

Now I'm shinin for you, what's mine is yours 

Are you my nigga? 

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If I died, would you cry 

Need, would you provide 

If I got beef 

Would you be squeezin side by side 

If I face time 

Would you give me a place to hide 

Would you snake me for paper, look in my eyes 

Can you accept the consequences of life, of livin trife 

And take yours with honor, if a real nigga strike 

Or would you fall weak and help a courtroom indite 

And live with dishonor for the rest of your life 

Only bitches deal with emotion 

Yo son, how many snitches are still in the ocean 

I'm gettin too deep, spittin unique 

Rhymes, for niggas who sleep 

A thug officially, slugs christin me 

Evidently, we hustle on blocks where presidents be 

My rhymes represent the, criminal element 

My niggas sellin bricks, stressin in feds 

And hit the residence, using eye care for evidence 

Never mix business with benevolence 

You might end up regrettin it 

Check this rhyme that I prefected 

Analyze and let me ask you one question 

Are you my nigga? 

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If I died, would you cry 

Need, would you provide 

If I got beef 

Would you be squeezin side by side 

If I face time 

Would you give me a place to hide 

Would you snake me for paper, look in my eyes 

Can I put trust in you like you trust in me 

If my life is on the line would you bust for me 

Free me from custody, or deny my exist and, provin 

That you didn't give a fuck for me 

I put my trust in no mans hand, 'til he earns it 

I learned this from thug legislature 

When slugs penetrate ya, heavens above await ya 

Therefore I never sleep, cuz I may never wake up 

Felonies no longer worry me, for real 

Its the betrayal and the jealousy 

The insecurity of things they might never see 

Makin niggas minds corrupt, then my nine erupts 

Denying what, life you had expired 

You tryed your luck, then died for what 

You asked for forgiveness but my eyes was shut 

You wasn't wise enough, to stop me from risin up 

Are you my nigga? 

Jealousy, jealousy...