Intro

[Low G]<br>Yepa, Yepa, homeboy<br>It`s the Lone Star Rida, Low G<br>Real life, real lyrics<br>Happy P, El Coyote<br>The real, recognize the real<br>Dope House Records<br>Dope sells itself, always<br>Fuck a friend, fuck a hoe<br>I`m here til I go<br>It ain`t about money, it ain`t about fame<br>It`s about family<br>Damn, we so close, but these niggas don`t understand<br>We came from so far<br><br>[Happy P]<br>You can love me or hate me<br>It`s all gravy<br>Mama couldn`t raise me<br>And dope fiends paid me<br>Took what I learned in the streets to make beats<br>One million dollars later, still smokin` Swisher Sweets<br>And I remember way back, way back in the ghetto<br>See as far as I can remember niggas called me Hap.<br>See as far as I can remember I was po` and broke<br>No money in my pocket and no weed to smoke<br>But now thangs changed, see it`s been a little better lately<br>The greatest blessin` in my life has been my baby (huh)<br>Cuz I ain`t never known love like that<br>And ain`t no angel up above like that<br>And I pray<br>That she don`t have to see the things I saw<br>Too many murdered friends and niggas behind bars<br>Wit cut-throat niggas, scandalous ass bitches<br>Niggas blowin` they brains out, so vicious<br>Fake niggas, kickin` niggas doors down<br>For what?<br>Just to brag when some hoes around<br>And you call yourself a gangsta, a hustla, a playa? (huh)<br>That ain`t nothing if The Lord ain`t yo Savior<br>So I kick back, and put my heart on this gat<br>And everything I say be silent, so that`s that<br>And we blessed, foo, so let`s bow my niggas (huh)<br>That`s why I made this here for all of my niggas <br><br>[SPM]<br>A biggie bang to the boogie woogie shoobeedoowap<br>I`m doin` 120 racin` this {new eye rop}?<br>I`m a worka in the dirtiest game on planet earth-a<br>I sip the shit that come in a little jar of Gerber<br>Table turner, sellin` pearl-a<br>Smoke in my nerve-a<br>I`m 1-800-MURDER, I packs the Big Bertha<br>Boys lookin` at me funny, my palm get sweaty<br>You bitches cryin` over spilled spaghetti<br>You can ask my gal, I used to be broke as hell<br>I couldn`t pay my doctor for my in-grown toe nail<br>And it`s a trip, cuz I ain`t even broke a sweat<br>But if I turn around, you see my back is soakin` wet