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What waz I to do when I waz young? I couldn't do shit, except read about my people gettin' hung And every year when Christmas came I got nothin' A nigga had to shop at the Goodwill But at least I got somethin' All my friends got a bike or Atari I belt outside in my pj's, takin' out the garbage With my mom and daddy in and out of prison I stayed with my granny 'til I was old enough to make my own decisions Got to hang out with the janky crowd of niggas like a fool Peer pressure got to me, had me fuckin' up in high school My pops tried to guide me but he wasn't always there Sometimes my mom would even act like she didn't care Sellin' dope now my homies fancy crossing' lots of money In a game with no show man, life was never funny So I sat back like a hog while my partners pumpin' truth It's an everyday thang Man, what waz I to do? (What waz I to do? Now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I- what waz I- what-now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I to do? Now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I- what waz I- what-now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I to do? Now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I- what waz I- what-now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I to do? Now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I- what waz I- what-now, what waz I to do?) Every year would get worse, who would thinks I want's to trample I try my very best to set a very good example But the street's got me hooked like a fish cravin' worms All my homies came up, and wonder when was it my turn? I tried sellin' dope but all I did was took a fall Ended up, with my rabid ass up in juvy hall Got out, and turned a bay leaf Eat shit, I didn't learn my lesson I was still on the spot, clockin' grips My momma was a hustler, my daddy was too I tried to be like them and found out it was a flu So I proceeded for myself, to see if that would help Opportunity would knock me, cards had to be dealt But now I wasn't payin' rent, and grams gave me the boot I'm 19, so I'm legal for the cops to shoot I think back to the death of my homeboy Juv A close friend I went to school with What was I to do? (What waz I to do? Now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I- what waz I- what-now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I to do? Now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I- what waz I- what-now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I to do? Now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I- what waz I- what-now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I to do? Now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I- what waz I- what-now, what waz I to do?) I never knew what it was like to be a baller But I understood, what it was like to be a EPA nightcrawler Creepin' through the window of the neighborhood hoochie Tryna' get some stank from the tramp dawg Lucy Often got into a fight, swangin' big low-low Knockin' out the teeth of all the Captain Save-a-Hoes Back in the day, with Doc, Drew, and AD Street knowledge was the key to the crew called Reality But AD did his thing, so did Doc And I went solo without them janky ass hoes when they jock You see I wasn't that important 'till my tape hit the store I gained a lotta fans and have some trouble with my dough To you groupies, all I can say, is that I told ya And this is goin' out, to all the fallen soldiers Sucka's get a lifestyle sweatin' mine fool If I didn't choose rap, tell me What waz I to do? (What waz I to do? Now, what was I to do?) (Now, what waz I- what waz I- what-now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I to do? Now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I- what waz I- what-now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I to do? Now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I- what waz I- what-now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I to do? Now, what waz I to do?) (Now, what waz I- what waz I- what-now, what waz I to do?) (What waz I to do?) (What waz- what was I to do?)
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