Master P - Goin' Through Some Thangs Lyrics
Chorus: [master p]Im going through some thangsThese ***** ass niggas got me goin through some thangs.Im going through some thangsIm going through some thangsThese ***** ass niggas got me goin through some thangs.Verse 2: [master p]I close my eyes, I cant sleep, I visualize deathI seen my little homie get smoked like a cigaretteAnd these gs on the streets, enemies,Theyll take your life for a hundred csI mean a hundred dollars or lessThe game gets so wicked that i wear a bulletproof vestAnd now Im grown, and they wonder why Im crazyImagine feedin tablets and beer to a babyNever had a chance when I was 5Nigga took me in the car, took me on the ghetto rideCruisin through streets that Ive never seenPull the clip off a 30 round magazineTaught me how to deal with a triple beamAnd ever since then Ive been servin dope fiendsI got the game in the bag thats so bigNigga see my nuts its like two figsSwoll to the fullest,In my heart to my vein, pumpk nickel plated bulletsAnd this ghetto got me stressed (stressed),Cuz niggas that you know ( *****es) will rob you blind & leave you to rest.Chorus: [master p}Im going through some thangsThese *****es and these niggas got me goin through some thangsIm going through some thangsIm going through some thangsThese *****es and these niggas got me goin through some thangsIm going through some thangsIm going through some thangsThese *****es and these niggas got me goin through some thangsVerse 2: [big ed]I hit that nigga with a ar-15, do it cleanBack up in the lex, bumpin mia, with my mug meanBulletproof vest, smith & wessFor enemies *****in steppin in my directionIm gonna teach these niggas a lesson.Flexin like an anaconda, Im stuffed like bombersHit ya step and get wet, then duck my doorway teck.I holds my own like Im pissinBeef with us is death wishing, I put to work because they didnt listenThey tryed to set me up, why did they push me?Hook me up in the town with the killer *****Rap me up between the sheetsNigga bust out the closet, but my 9 made em dead meat.I shot the hoe who set me upIm drivin off mad because the niggas threw off my nutIm going through a thang, aint no thang thoughCause before I left, I hit the set & took all the dopeChorus: [master p}Im going thorugh some thangsIm going through some thangsThese *****es and these niggas got me goin through some thangsIm going through some thangsIm going through some thangsThese *****es and these niggas got me goin through some thangs(mr. serv-on)So if it seem, point the beamSince a youngster,these niggas pushed my cemetery dreamLean my body if they could,And wished ya die, I wished ya coward mother*****ers wouldEveryday, I thank God for my baby, she fall asleep on my chestBut if her momma catch her callin me daddy, she whoop that assIm not scared to blast, why my momma wish she never had me?She know these streets got me crazyIm hittin my momma for some pocket change,To stay one step ahead all these niggas in the gameMy daddy, gangsterism pumpin d up in my vein.Should I kill a nigga for respect, or should I let him go?And if I do, someone please close my eyesWhen Im layin bleedin on the floorThats why I never trust a *****Cause now a days these *****es carry an extra clipReady to knock ya head off for that paperAlways down for a caper,Mr. s-e-r-vIm going through some thangs, lord help meChorus: [master p}Im going through some thangsIm going through some thangsThese *****es and these niggas got me goin through some thangsIm going through some thangsIm going through some thangsThese *****es and these niggas got me goin through some thangs[master p talks]Going through somethangs, ya heard me?I done made it out the ghettoAnd every nigga that I know, that still thereThink I owe them somthingAnd every mother*****in nigga that was down with meOr wanted to be, wanna be just like meThey think I owe them somethingEvery ***** I stopped *****ing with,Thank I owe them somethingKnow what Im sayin?Nigga cant even ride in his mother*****in carNigga cant even walk though the streetsWithout a mother*****er thinkin a nigga who think he owe him someI got mine, and you can get yoursMother*****ers in my family,They think a nigga just got boo-coo money,Just a blown on them, just to give to a mother*****erThat dont wanna do nothing for theyselves mother*****erBe a real mother*****er, be a tru nigga, get ya ownDamn, cant even mourn the dead anymoreWithout mother*****ers thinking if you a big nigga in the hoodYou must be stickin prices on other niggas headsBut Im bigger than that niggaI got family in the caliope, the magnolia, and the saint bernard nigga
