Same Niggas (Amended Version)-Mase

Same Niggas - Mase [intro] Uh, yeah, yeah Sh*t is crazy, yo (I feel you though, ni**a) Who woulda ever thought, same niggas Itd be them same niggas (you are the same ni**a, though) Same ni**a that couldnt get the deal Now Im the hottest ni**a wit a deal (you aint changed a bit) Yo, niggas never got nothin good to say, quick to blame fore you judge me feel my pain You know it aint a vest in the world that could shield my reign You aint got money for the gas *****, get out the range Got welcomed to the game wit like 4 mil and change Niggas feelin like I changed, but Im feelin the same So who cares if they beg to differ When all them niggas that beg to differ Is cokeheads and sniffers Take me for example, least I made it You think niggas in the hood should appreciate it By time its happy birthday its gon be belated When you me, everything you do get exaggerated You miss a ni**a pound they gon say you flipped out Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out As a youth its just a lot of sh*t I wanna live out Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without Same niggas I was starvin, couldnt get a crumb from Sometimes I think, where all these mother *****ers come from I needed money for school, couldnt get no ones from Got jumped in the park and couldnt get the guns from Instead of rollin wit a clique, roll wit my sis Hell no, these mother*****ers cant hold my stick You think I care if they get mad? I dont owe them sh*t Wanna hold sumthin hold my dick, ni**a 1 - we might be from a different hood But we the same niggas (thats just the way it is) Dont be thinkin sh*t all good It be them same niggas Same niggas get caught, blame niggas Same niggas, go to court and name, niggas (some things will never change) It be them same niggas Man, regardless how you feel (its the way it is) It be the same mother*****ers thatll get you killed Them same niggas, them same niggas, them same niggas Them same niggas Thats why I dont ***** wit niggas I got a brotha named ant, right? glad to be home Been through a lot of sh*t so Im glad to be grown But yo, where were these freaks when I had no jeeps Livin on 34th street and we aint have no heat cross from p.s. 92, 7th and 8th Asked you for dough and you said no dead in my face But now that Im on, its like I owe everybody somethin All my niggas dead so everybody frontin Same kids went to catholic school is dealers And same niggas had no heart is now killers Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist But even when I dream, it wasnt better than this But actually, the niggas who would scrap for me Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me Aint even here to get a platinum plaque for me I talk to them but they dont talk back to me I aint know you that long so aint much I can ask of you And when I reminisce I cant take it back wit you I cant ask yo what happen to my ni**a black or q? So I dont really need to rap wit you, ya know? Repeat 1 Yo, I figured if we all out, its all right As long as when we all brawl we all fight Im under niggas hoses like roses Here I am, m a dolla-sign e ni**a, fear no man Ni**a hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight Just call my bluff and it be on tonight I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm Aint *****in wit my sister cuz Im mad at my mom Blink sayin, that aint you wit a gat in your palm But blink, its either that or be harmed So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh Give a ni**a last wish so he could pick his death So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best But I would never wanna wish her my stress Cause its like when I hurt, yall laugh They put me on every forecast sayin that I bought a** So I drink a tall glass before I spaz Then I take it like a man and let it all pass I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me I show niggas love and niggas underhand me Then they wonder why I want no family What I need a hooker for, gettin head from And I fear when new years come, cuz it might be the year A good ni**a die cuz when you good life aint fair Like you call on the saints but the saints dont hear You could cry to the lord, its like christ dont hear So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts If I never change, how Im gon change back, explain that They sayin mase aint the same cat But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back Them same niggas Them same niggas Them same niggas Them same niggas Thats why I dont ***** wit niggas Its crazy like that, you know what Im saying? Youll be tellin a ni**a you got a deal He think that that sh*t come with rollies And they come wit benzs Come with bentleys and houses and sh*t They dont need no one to work, a ni**a quitin Repeat 1 until fade