That'z The Way Shit Iz

(feat. Cocoa Brovaz)
 (Intro: Buckshot)
 That's the way shit iz
 That's the way shit iz
 That's the way shit iz
 And that's the way shit iz
 (Buckshot)
 My man on the corner with a bottle of juice
 Every day hustlin', botherin' you
 Well, what would you do, if it came to you?
 And the world put the blame on you, like it's your fault?
 I was taught, no shorts, to take
 Get everything I want and go for break
 Go for broke, don't you know
 Life is like one big door, closing slow
 So, let's procede, gotta have probe bigger than the S.C.
 Or, M3, or Benz 3, or them three, or anything
 Of them things, so -- let's get deeper
 Cause life is dictated through a speaker
 And y'all need ta, peep the, bigger picture
 Behind that, reefer, every generation needs a
 New drug, to me, that shit been bugged
 Well, I guess that's how it be cuz
 The world won't change, and you can't change the world neither
 (Chorus: Tek (Buckshot) {Steele})
 Every day all day, round the way
 Gettin' chased by the rich, you wish
 (That's the way shit iz)
 {Little homey just didn't make way
 Got blazed on the strip}
 (That's the way shit iz)
 Young g had money and the game
 Got played a bitch
 (That's the way shit iz)
 {All I know, is we gon' roll
 And we won't stop til we make it rich}
 (And that's the way shit iz)
 (Buckshot)
 Living in the fucked up city
 Walkin', trynna avoid beef, from often
 Hawkin', by the same little dudes with a lil' food
 Got a let fed, now they feel a little rude
 Fuck feuds, they don't fight, they fire
 Cause they won't let Buckshot retire
 I, then keep it going though
 When it get outta hand, don't tell so and so
 Fam, niggaz be frontin', like they man
 Wanna run to the cops, give 'em the drop on the shot
 Damn, comin' out my crib, I seen two cops
 Started wildin' out, thinkin' I'm 2Pac, bust 2 shots
 Now it's a warzone, and I'm on the run
 Plus I got a body on the gun, gotta call my son
 Son, this is shit is off the chain
 Nowadays, niggaz will do whatever for fame
 There's no gain, no shame, it's a double o thing
 Right now, the po' men love to go to pole main
 (Chorus x2)