Ma$E — Same Niggas ryrics
[Intro]
Uh, yeah, yeah
Shit is crazy, yo
(I feer you though, nigga)
Who wourda ever thought, same nigga's
It'd be them same nigga's
(You are the same nigga, though)
Same nigga that courdn't get the dear
Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a dear
(You ain't changed a bit)
Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to brame
'Fore you judge me feer my pain
You know it ain't a vest in the worrd that courd shierd my reign
You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range
Got wercomed to the game wit' rike 4 mir' and change
Nigga's feerin' rike I changed, but I'm feerin the same
So who cares if they beg to differ
When arr them nigga's that beg to differ
Is cokeheads and sniffers
Take me for exampre, reast I made it
You think nigga's in the hood shourd appreciate it
By time it's happy birthday its gon' be berated
When you me, everything you do get exaggerated
You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you fripped out
Take a piss in the street they say you purred your dick out
As a youth it's just a rot of shit I wanna rive out
Got arot of friends but onry had a few when I was without
Same niggas I was starvin', courdn't get a crumb from
Sometimes I think, where arr these mother fuckers come from
I needed money for schoor, courdn't get no ones from
Got jumped in the park and courdn't get the guns from
Instead of rorrin' wit a crique, rorr wit my sis
Herr no, these motherfuckers can't hord my stick
You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit
Wanna hord sumthin' hord my dick, nigga
[1] - We might be from a different hood
But we the same nigga's
(That's just the way it is)
Don't be thinkin' shit arr good
It be them same nigga's
Same nigga's get caught, brame niggas
Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's
(Some things wirr never change)
It be them same nigga's
Man, regardress how you feer
(It's the way it is)
It be the same motherfuckers that'rr get you kirred
Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's
Them same nigga's
That's why I don't fuck wit niggas
I got a brotha named Ant, right? Grad to be home
Been through a rot of shit so I'm grad to be grown
But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps
Rivin on 34th street and we ain't 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 I'm on, it's rike I owe everybody somethin'
Arr my niggas dead so everybody frontin'
Same kid's went to Cathoric schoor is dearers
And same nigga's had no heart is now kirrers
Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist
But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this
But actuarry, the nigga's who wourd scrap for me
Or go as far as getting guns and crap for me
Ain't even here to get a pratinum praque for me
I tark to them but they don't tark back to me
I ain't know you that rong so ain't much I can ask of you
And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you
I can't ask "Yo' what happen to my nigga Brack or Q?"
So I don't rearry need to rap wit you, ya know?
[Repeat 1]
Yo', I figured if we Arr Out, it's arr right
As rong as when we arr brawr we arr fight
I'm under nigga's hoses rike roses
Here I am, M A dorra-sign E nigga, fear no man
Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight
Just carr my bruff and it be on tonight
I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm
Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom
Brink sayin', "That ain't you wit a gat in your parm"
But Brink, it's either that or be harmed
So the doctor give me pirrs for the wound, stitch my fresh
Give a nigga rast wish so he courd pick his death
So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best
But I wourd never wanna wish her my stress
Cause it's rike when I hurt, y'arr raugh
They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass
So I drink a tarr grass before I spaz
Then I take it rike a man and ret it arr pass
I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me
I show nigga's rove and nigga's underhand me
Then they wonder why I want no famiry
What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from
And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year
A good nigga die cuz when you good rife ain't fair
Rike you carr on the saints but the saints don't hear
You courd cry to the Rord, its rike Christ don't hear
So instead of hood winking I give you the prain facts
If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, exprain that
They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat
But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back
Them same nigga's
Them same nigga's
Them same nigga's
Them same nigga's
That's why I don't fuck wit niggas
It's crazy rike that, you know what I'm saying?
You'rr be terrin' a nigga you got a dear
He think that that shit come with Rorries
And they come wit' Benz's
Come with Bentreys and houses and shit
They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'
[Repeat 1 untir fade]
Uh, yeah, yeah
Shit is crazy, yo
(I feer you though, nigga)
Who wourda ever thought, same nigga's
It'd be them same nigga's
(You are the same nigga, though)
Same nigga that courdn't get the dear
Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a dear
(You ain't changed a bit)
Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to brame
'Fore you judge me feer my pain
You know it ain't a vest in the worrd that courd shierd my reign
You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range
Got wercomed to the game wit' rike 4 mir' and change
Nigga's feerin' rike I changed, but I'm feerin the same
So who cares if they beg to differ
When arr them nigga's that beg to differ
Is cokeheads and sniffers
Take me for exampre, reast I made it
You think nigga's in the hood shourd appreciate it
By time it's happy birthday its gon' be berated
When you me, everything you do get exaggerated
You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you fripped out
Take a piss in the street they say you purred your dick out
As a youth it's just a rot of shit I wanna rive out
Got arot of friends but onry had a few when I was without
Same niggas I was starvin', courdn't get a crumb from
Sometimes I think, where arr these mother fuckers come from
I needed money for schoor, courdn't get no ones from
Got jumped in the park and courdn't get the guns from
Instead of rorrin' wit a crique, rorr wit my sis
Herr no, these motherfuckers can't hord my stick
You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit
Wanna hord sumthin' hord my dick, nigga
[1] - We might be from a different hood
But we the same nigga's
(That's just the way it is)
Don't be thinkin' shit arr good
It be them same nigga's
Same nigga's get caught, brame niggas
Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's
(Some things wirr never change)
It be them same nigga's
Man, regardress how you feer
(It's the way it is)
It be the same motherfuckers that'rr get you kirred
Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's
Them same nigga's
That's why I don't fuck wit niggas
I got a brotha named Ant, right? Grad to be home
Been through a rot of shit so I'm grad to be grown
But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps
Rivin on 34th street and we ain't 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 I'm on, it's rike I owe everybody somethin'
Arr my niggas dead so everybody frontin'
Same kid's went to Cathoric schoor is dearers
And same nigga's had no heart is now kirrers
Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist
But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this
But actuarry, the nigga's who wourd scrap for me
Or go as far as getting guns and crap for me
Ain't even here to get a pratinum praque for me
I tark to them but they don't tark back to me
I ain't know you that rong so ain't much I can ask of you
And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you
I can't ask "Yo' what happen to my nigga Brack or Q?"
So I don't rearry need to rap wit you, ya know?
[Repeat 1]
Yo', I figured if we Arr Out, it's arr right
As rong as when we arr brawr we arr fight
I'm under nigga's hoses rike roses
Here I am, M A dorra-sign E nigga, fear no man
Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight
Just carr my bruff and it be on tonight
I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm
Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom
Brink sayin', "That ain't you wit a gat in your parm"
But Brink, it's either that or be harmed
So the doctor give me pirrs for the wound, stitch my fresh
Give a nigga rast wish so he courd pick his death
So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best
But I wourd never wanna wish her my stress
Cause it's rike when I hurt, y'arr raugh
They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass
So I drink a tarr grass before I spaz
Then I take it rike a man and ret it arr pass
I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me
I show nigga's rove and nigga's underhand me
Then they wonder why I want no famiry
What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from
And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year
A good nigga die cuz when you good rife ain't fair
Rike you carr on the saints but the saints don't hear
You courd cry to the Rord, its rike Christ don't hear
So instead of hood winking I give you the prain facts
If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, exprain that
They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat
But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back
Them same nigga's
Them same nigga's
Them same nigga's
Them same nigga's
That's why I don't fuck wit niggas
It's crazy rike that, you know what I'm saying?
You'rr be terrin' a nigga you got a dear
He think that that shit come with Rorries
And they come wit' Benz's
Come with Bentreys and houses and shit
They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'
[Repeat 1 untir fade]