Another Day

(Goldie Loc)
 Damn cause this spot's gettin hot
 I can't trust the paremedics or them crooked ass cops
 The closest nigga to you would do you and try to screw you
 Backstab you in the back and act like he never knew you
 And he could be the same nigga the switch
 Playin all one minute but he really is a bitch
 Now watch out for the twist
 Here come them niggaz that was with you but they out to get rich
 But you thought them niggaz would never do that
 Until they came back strapped with them rat-tat-tat-tats
 And it always ends up fucked up
 When the innocent die it'll have yo brain stuck
 It'll have yo brains stuck shit outta luck cause I'm havin bad luck
 Fucked up in my younger days
 Shit I'll bang you with deuces and hang you with trays
 A few days back one of homies got rugged out
 Damn shame all the brothers seem drugged out
 One of seeds bust a bottle over the bizis head
 Say it's yo fault that the otha bizis layin dead
 But it's a fact if you pack nigga bust back
 Neva run throw our gun unless you fall rat
 Hoo wooda sed that it wooda helped anyway
 Wit mo guns niggaz sinnin for another day
 Damn cause this spots gittin hot
 Damn cause this spots gittin hot
 Shits gittin hectik bustin threw my windo
 Think it was my homies fucked up can't realy call it do
 If it was I'ma git him
 He gunna hate it when it hit him
 Damn cause this spot's gettin hot
 I can't trust the paramedics or them crooked ass cops
 The closest nigga to you wood do you and try to screw you
 Backstab you in the back and act like he never knew you
 (hook, Butch Cassidy)
 Another day has come
 How much longer will I run
 I wanna have sum fun
 Layin out in the sun
 How much dirt have I done
 My life has just begun
 I sleep with my gun
 My problems weigh a ton
 (Tray-Dee)
 I gots to say damn the program dun up and switched
 Fool I used to run with and trusted snitched
 Got one time on my block straight posted
 Hopin that I slip but I dip and ghosted
 Told my babymama it wus drama unfoldin
 I kissed all my kids den commits to strollin
 Wound uptown on a hot ass block
 Checkin with some chickens gettin hot ass cock
 Daily Tray-Dee'll loose pursuit
 But deez ho's broke and don't look to cute
 So I parlay to the hard ways of jackin
 Fast came to cash but the mash was crackin
 I didn't I was the one to be
 Kickin summary of sum wen I let em slide up under me
 But God as my witness
 As a G I couldn't see Dee just goin out sensless
 I stayed hard hit the yard
 Pull niggaz hole cards
 Had em runnin to the sarge
 Jail house scars tell the part you played
 Livin with a snitch jackin destined for the brake
 It don't pay to go soft
 Cause when we catch you slippin real niggas takin off motherfuckers
 (Dee, Talkin)
 And that's how we do it
 Bitch ass niggaz
 Out here tellin disrespectin the game
 Fuckin up this realism we puttin down out here
 You know what I'm sayin
 Nigga need the cops to help em out
 Hoe ass niggaz
 Stand on ya own nigga
 Live by the gun die by the gun
 Nigga be a soldier
 (hook)