Your Worst Nightmare-Schoolly D

Your Worst Nightmare - Schoolly D Yo man Yo man, what's up? What's your worst nightmare? Is this it? Yo hus, I like the 8ball jacket Yeah yo, it's d**e, give it up, sucker Nah man, nah man Hey yeah Hey, hey yeah Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger (Funky, yeah) I said peace to a brother and then I shot him I pulled away, I know that I got him Then I rolled up the cheeba, cheeba That's all a brother like me really needed Why I did it, or really why I done it? I don't know why, but the game, I run it Thinkin' way back how the story was told Gettin' (Funky) When I was 12 years old I didn't give a damn about tyin' no tether All I needed was the nine millimeter All my homies has been some thugs To make a little money we sold a little drugs PSK, just makin' that big green A rough brother at the age of 16 But nowadays I'm a d**e rap singer Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger (Funky, yeah) Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger A shoe shine ni**a I never will be When you gonna ever let a brother be free? What up with that (Funky) That I see When I turn on my TV? 'Cause if you think a young brother really care About a brother livin' in Bel Air Hell no, I'm straight from the ghetto Smoke a little w**d just to stay a little mellow A Asiatic blackman, you understand Because I'm rich you think that I'm a d**e man I hear your laughter every time that I say that But you won't laugh when I pull on the git gat You rather see me pickin' yo cotton Than a young blackman clickin' and clockin' G's, 'cause I'm a d**e rap singer Your worst nightmare a young gangbanger (Funky, yeah) Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger (Sucker) (Funky) Hey yeah (Funky, yeah) Hey yeah (Funky) Bust a funky rap Listen up, hard teachin' go down from the wild side School didn't do it, so what, gotta try Crime in this game yourself that's all you got If you're soft, hard, the most times end up smooth shot So now you're deep, you're down Clear the line one time to trip and slip And when you slip you're slidin' right to a grave You shoulda learned at school 'Cause the drugs made you a slave (Yeah) Sucker (Funky) Hey yeah (Your worst nightmare is a young gangbanger) (Funky) Hey yeah