First Brick

(*talking*)<br>Ha-ha, my first brick nigga<br>Grab your ski mask, naw fuck a mask<br>Bitch ass nigga, doing it bare faced nigga<br>This how it`s going down for 2-G, feel me<br><br>[Hook]<br>Now get your hands up, this is a motherfucking stick up<br>Don`t even get up, just give your fucking shit up<br>And give your grip up, but first give me them bricks up<br>First time your ass slip up, you`ll get lit up nigga<br>Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt<br>The block is on fire, so I got`s to get me work ah-ah<br>Nobody moves, nobody gets hit<br>Pay attention to the story, of how I got my first brick<br><br>[E.S.G.]<br>My first sack was a fifty pack, when I was only 13<br>Niggaz idolizing ballers, disrepecting dope fiends<br>First string on the team, came home from practice<br>Had some drama with my mama, found my stash under my matress<br>Caught an ass whooping, all my privilages tooken<br>Niggaz my age getting paid, and I ain`t gon stand there just looking<br>See my uncle be cooking, he`s an old school soldier<br>Use to send me to the corner store, back and forth for baking soda<br>One day this nigga came over, Texas plates with a briefacase<br>Didn`t know back then, but he was bringing in the fucking weight<br>I told my uncle fuck a eight, I need a zone<br>Dropped a gallon the scale, and told me to get my ass on<br>No need for chaperone, got my grind on on my own<br>One roof stuck on my dome, stay away from school zones<br>See my paper got long, but I wasn`t done yet<br>I graduated and migrated, from Bogalusa to Laffeyette<br><br>[Hook]<br><br>[E.S.G.]<br>1991, perfected the use of a scale<br>Steady spending all my mail, while attending USL<br>I`m like nigga what the hell, this ain`t the way to ball<br>Reconstructed my plans, got down with some niggaz from Lake Charles<br>Started thinking strategic, nigga how can I win<br>Fuck that front shit, got down on I-10<br>Nigga`s stash spot all good, stuffing my cheese under my hood<br>Late night by the bail I`ma make the mail<br>Then think they tell, should of knew they would<br>Should of understood how it go, nigga see me bout to burn a row<br>Out here trying to earn the do`, and all these niggaz wanna turn a hoe<br>They told the FED`s bout the cash, even told them hoes about the stash<br>Trying to mash on the gas, but that didn`t last<br>I came back, thugs waiting on my ass<br>Got busted by the task, now I`m waiting for the time to pass<br>Can`t wait to get out, so I could find that snitch<br>Grab my shit, and go blast his ass<br>Nigga fuck a mask I`ll get the last laugh, when you in a hearse bitch<br>This is the tale, of how I got my first brick<br><br>[Hook]<br><br>[E.S.G.]<br>Now I`m back on the turf, third verse gets deeper<br>See it`s pressing Nextel, said to hell to beppers<br>Street sweepers, calicoes, Columbians and them Mexicans<br>Everybody on they feet, but in the street they plexing<br>After sex from this bopper, use to fuck in 9-4<br>Told me that nigga got a Coupe, and gave me the scoop on his hoe<br>Told me they both like it go, to the club on Friday night<br>Caught him leaving Cornbread`s, should of busted his head by the light<br>Grip my infrared tight, ready to bust teflons<br>I was itching to do him in, when he stopped by Exon<br>But that shit`ll be dumb, even know where he live<br>Stayed five cars back, and followed his ass to his crib<br>Now I`m thinking of what he did, not three years ago<br>Reached under the seat, for the calico<br>And caught him, soon as he opened his do`<br>Now there`s nowhere to go, put the barrell to his head<br>`Fore I left they ass for dead, Noke D this what I said<br><br>(*talking*)<br>Yeah bitch ass nigga, remember me<br>Give it up bitch (*gun shots*) (*screaming*)<br><br>[Hook]