Gangsta Cryin (feat. Boosie Badazz)

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 nigga prayin'?" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I asked the mic, "Was it different when a real nigga sinin'?"
 Yeah, I asked the world
 "Was it different when a street nigga famous?"
 My nigga say he don't know who told
 All said was "The streets ain't the same no more"
 My other nigga, he went up the road
 Ain't no tellin' what he thinkin' when them gates start closin'
 The nigga started foldin', your soul on focus
 And them bitches 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 "Fuck '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 niggas in your cell, you gotta shit there
 You layin' down
 Thinkin' 'bout your dead homies, tears shed to your ears
 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 nigga prayin'?" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I asked the mic, "Was it different when a real nigga sining?"
 Yeah, I asked the world
 "Was it different when a street nigga famous?"
 My gangstas throwin' fours
 'Fore we was street famous, ain't nobody broke the code
 'Member we was all smiles when we got our first load
 Now you dead and it's heavy on my soul, free the guys, main
 Judge lookin' at me full of hate, I just smile, main
 Cryin' up inside 'cause I'm finna leave my child, main
 FN on me, can't let 'em down
 Money ain't changed me, it just changed the people 'round me, facts
 Get your 'spect times four, had to bleed that nigga
 Shed a tear for Corey Miller, I ain't wanna leave that nigga (C)
 He rap, she rap, we rap, but my shit different
 I put a nigga up in tears (Boosie shit hit different)
 They killed Live and they killed the whole cause (3 dead)
 Guess when ya famous, niggas shootin' for your heart (Shit, yeah)
 After the funeral, his lil' brother killed hisself
 Now you see, that's it's different when a gangsta nigga cryin'
 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 nigga prayin'?" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I asked the mic, "Was it different when a real nigga sining?"
 Yeah, I asked the world
 "Was it different when a street nigga famous?"
 (Al Geno on the track)