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(Al Geno on the track)
Woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

He cry, she cry, they cry, but it's different when a gangsta cryin'
He rich, she rich, they rich, but it's different when a gangsta shinin'
He shoot, they shoot, he shoot, but it's different when a gangsta fyin'
I asked God, "Was it different when a real n***a prayin'?" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I asked the mic, "Was it different when a real n***a singing?"
Yeah, I asked the world, "Was it different when a street n***a famous?"

My n***a say he don't know who told
All said was "The streets ain't the same no more"
My other n***a, he went up the road
Ain't no tellin' what he thinkin' when them gates start closin'
The n***a started foldin', your soul on focus
And them b*t*hes start rollin', ayy
Your momma need a shoulder
Your son need some school clothes and he need some folders
It's so hard being famous, when you was nameless
The judge don't really know ya, grab a poster, he paint ya
Thank you lawyer, you so [dry?], you told 'em "f**k 'em," not "Thank you"
That just how real it get
No one can fix that, no one can give it back
You gotta live there, it's no more real there
It's five n***as in your cell, you gotta sh*t there
You layin' down, thinkin' 'bout your dead homies, tears shed to your ears

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