Young Niggas

We grew up as friends, we was 10, li'l niggas on the block

He ain't have his own basketball so we shared my rock

His mama was a fiend, he ain't heard from his pops

He used to share my clothes with him all the way down to his socks

He would spend the night, that one night would turn into a week

At least until his mama got back on her feet and she never did

So he moved in with me, my mama, and my sisters

Couldn't let him go to foster care 'cause she ain't trust the system

So she took care of him like he was me

Gave us everything she could back when shit was all good

Just some young niggas

We was just some young niggas

We was just some young niggas

Niggas turned 12 in '92, we was headed to the 7th grade

Running 'round, stealing cars, dreaming about the better days

Ducking strays, catching fades, tryna make it through this maze

Teachers out here smoking J's and wonder why we misbehave

Same book, different page, another year, different age

Cross colors, colors cross, bows turning into fades

He started Cripping, I started Blooding

Now we walking through the halls of school

Like we don't even know each other

Young niggas, out in these streets

We was just some young niggas

All in these streets to feed

Young niggas

Lord knows I don't want no enemies, yeah

Young niggas in these, ohh

Started off as brothers but sometimes shit falls apart

How can I hate this nigga with all this love up in my heart

With this nigga mean mugging every time we in the class

Nigga tuck that blue rag or I'mma beat your fucking ass

Guess my mind gone

Caught him after school, he ain't had no ride home

Still got that rag hanging, that's what got him fired on

He pulled the strap so I pistol whipped him with the chrome

Wasn't tryna kill him, coulda pulled the trigger

I was just a young nigga

Young niggas, out in these streets

Just a young nigga

All in these streets to feed

Just a young nigga

Lord knows I don't want no enemies, yeah

I was just a young nigga

Young niggas in these, ohh

Whopped my nigga ass, he ain't take it on the chin

Rumor started to spread, guess I saw him when I see him

Two weeks pass and graduation came around

I was walking through the choir, .45 under my gown

Had to take a leak, so I headed to the bathroom

Corner of my eye, see him coming out of the class room

We exchange words so I cocked the 45th

He shot, I shot back, thank God I ain't get hit

But damn I miss my young nigga

Young niggas, out in these streets

I miss my young nigga

All in these streets to feed

My young nigga

Lord knows I don't want no enemies, yeah

Young niggas in these, ohh

Young niggas, young niggas, young niggas

I ain't the one nigga

Damn I miss my young niggas