Listen Lyrics - Tq

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My granddaddy was a hustla 

On the dirt road, him and his brother 

Stayed sharper than a motherfucker 

Stayed on the corner, Stacy Adams never scuffed up 

So that explains 'bout my daddy and me 

I mean the apple don't fall too far from the tree 

I was thirteen, mad as hell 

Thinking why can't we live up in Beverly Hills 

Wondered why all my homies in my hood were killed 

Thinking why I got a 9 in my pocket for real 

It's gotta be a better life than this 

I mean kids shouldn't have to go through this shit 

I mean this is California, land of the free 

But every city in America, it's plain to see 

My people ain't getting they due 

That's the reason why we do what we gotta do 

This is for the homies in my hood 

All the single mamas it's all good 

All y'all soldiers on the front line 

Doing what you got to do to get by 

This is for the struggle, it don't stop 

This one's for Malcolm, Martin and Tupac 

No matter how hard they try can't stop us 

We still gon' get by motherfucker 

I ain't in love with the situation 

But I'ma get by and I'ma get mine 

And my mamas and my daddies and my whole line 

Until shaunshaun sitting on a gold mine 

I'ma play my position get up in the middle 

Sneak and attack this dog eat dog shit here 

A whole lot of folks got to eat here 

Grandmamma had 24 kids and that's real 

'Cause I plan to build a boys club or something 

Where fathers can take their sons on weekends 

'Cause that's what they need, I don't wanna see 'em in these streets 

These sharks out here and they eating 

I know I been gone for a minute but I'm back 

Just to put the west coast back on track 

I gangsta represent it till the day that I die 

And I didn't tell a lie, still gon' get by 

This is for the homies in my hood 

All the single mamas it's all good 

All y'all soldiers on the front line 

Doing what you got to do to get by 

This is for the struggle, it don't stop 

This one's for Malcolm, Martin and Tupac 

No matter how hard they try can't stop us 

We still gon' get by motherfucker 

Baby girl, I know you trying to do it by yourself 

Ain't got nobody there to help you 

Seem like nobody cares for beautiful you 

For beautiful you 

Baby boy trying to get up out the game now 

But damn it's so much pressure 

It ain't a penthouse in the sky 

It's keeping on the lights, we just trying to get by 

This is for the homies in my hood 

All the single mamas it's all good 

All y'all soldiers on the front line 

Doing what you got to do to get by 

This is for the struggle, it don't stop 

This one's for Malcolm, Martin and Tupac 

No matter how hard they try can't stop us 

We still gon' get by mothefucker 

This is for the homies in my hood 

All the single mamas it's all good 

All y'all soldiers on the front line 

Doing what you got to do to get by 

This is for the struggle, it don't stop 

This one's for Malcolm, Martin and Tupac 

No matter how hard they try can't stop us 

We still gon' get by motherfucker 

This is for the homies in my hood 

All the single mamas it's all good 

All y'all soldiers on the front line 

Doing what you got to do to get by 

This is for the struggle, it don't stop 

This one's for Malcolm, Martin and Tupac 

No matter how hard they try can't stop us 

We still gon' get by motherfucker