Another Day

( Goldie Loc )<br>Damn cause this spot`s gettin hot<br>I can`t trust the paremedics or them crooked ass cops<br>The closest nigga to you would do you and try to screw you<br>Backstab you in the back and act like he never knew you<br>And he could be the same nigga the switch<br>Playin all one minute but he really is a bitch<br>Now watch out for the twist<br>Here come them niggaz that was with you but they out to get rich<br>But you thought them niggaz would never do that<br>Until they came back strapped with them rat-tat-tat-tats<br>And it always ends up fucked up<br>When the innocent die it`ll have yo brain stuck<br>It`ll have yo brains stuck shit outta luck cause I`m havin bad luck<br>Fucked up in my younger days<br>Shit I`ll bang you with deuces and hang you with trays<br>A few days back one of homies got rugged out<br>Damn shame all the brothers seem drugged out<br>One of seeds bust a bottle over the bizis head<br>Say it`s yo fault that the otha bizis layin dead<br>But it`s a fact if you pack nigga bust back<br>Neva run throw our gun unless you fall rat<br>Hoo wooda sed that it wooda helped anyway<br>Wit mo guns niggaz sinnin for another day<br>Damn cause this spots gittin hot<br>Damn cause this spots gittin hot<br>Shits gittin hectik bustin threw my windo<br>Think it was my homies fucked up can`t realy call it do<br>If it was I`ma git him<br>He gunna hate it when it hit him<br>Damn cause this spot`s gettin hot<br>I can`t trust the paramedics or them crooked ass cops<br>The closest nigga to you wood do you and try to screw you<br>Backstab you in the back and act like he never knew you<br><br>( hook, Butch Cassidy )<br>Another day has come<br>How much longer will I run<br>I wanna have sum fun<br>Layin out in the sun<br>How much dirt have I done<br>My life has just begun<br>I sleep with my gun<br>My problems weigh a ton<br><br>( Tray-Dee )<br>I gots to say damn the program dun up and switched<br>Fool I used to run with and trusted snitched<br>Got one time on my block straight posted<br>Hopin that I slip but I dip and ghosted<br>Told my babymama it wus drama unfoldin<br>I kissed all my kids den commits to strollin<br>Wound uptown on a hot ass block<br>Checkin with some chickens gettin hot ass cock<br>Daily Tray-Dee`ll loose pursuit<br>But deez ho`s broke and don`t look to cute<br>So I parlay to the hard ways of jackin<br>Fast came to cash but the mash was crackin<br>I didn`t I was the one to be <br>Kickin summary of sum wen I let em slide up under me<br>But God as my witness<br>As a G I couldn`t see Dee just goin out sensless<br>I stayed hard hit the yard<br>Pull niggaz hole cards<br>Had em runnin to the sarge<br>Jail house scars tell the part you played<br>Livin with a snitch jackin destined for the brake<br>It don`t pay to go soft<br>Cause when we catch you slippin real niggas takin off motherfuckers<br><br>( Dee, Talkin )<br>And that`s how we do it<br>Bitch ass niggaz<br>Out here tellin disrespectin the game<br>Fuckin up this realism we puttin down out here<br>You know what I`m sayin<br>Nigga need the cops to help em out<br>Hoe ass niggaz<br>Stand on ya own nigga<br>Live by the gun die by the gun<br>Nigga be a soldier<br><br>( hook )