Same Ol’ Shit – B. Gizzle – letras

What’s happening (what’s happening)You know it’s real in the field (real, really real)You know it’s real in the hood (all the way)It’s just real in the ghettoFrom my block to your block (my block to your block)From my set to your set (my set to your set)It be the same ol’ shitNation wideLook[B.G.]Everyday seems like the same ol’ shitEight years waking up to the same ol’ bitchOnly thing, hang with the same ol’ cliqueChopper City and we bought to train till the endSlim got killed, you gone see him in the bricksNigga gotta jacking leave his brains in a ditchEvery morning dope fiends looking for a fixThey sick, fuck it they’ll use they dog fitEverywhere a nigga breaking the same ol’ lawsAll ending up behind the same ol’ barsIf they third time getting caught for the same chargeIt’s they second time getting popped by SergeMe and mah niggaz making’ the same ol’ wishTo be like Pac, and fuck with Smith bitchNigga mouth always be the reason the Feds hitThem soft niggaz always be the first ones to snitch[Chorus: Hakizzle & B.G. 2x]Everywhere a nigga goThey do the same ol’ shitEverybody a nigga knowThey do the same ol’ shitEvery time I’m holding mah eyesI see the same ol’ shitWhat’s going to happen when nigga diesThe same ol’ shit[Hakizzle]LookThe same ol’ thatSame ol’ thisEverywhere in America, the same ol’ shitBrains get bustCorpse get left in a ditchThem laws role up, but nigga don’t know shitMah neck of the woods, I was taught to never snitchI swore to the Lord, I’ll never stand on a benchYou want that workI know who got the cheap priceWhen them killas move they be under the street lightsMy lil’ dog got shotI’d been in a tight spotsSituations when I ain’t know if I am die or notSo you don’t gotta ask me why I act like I actBut if you hating’ on me I’d be forced to reactI had shot glock 9’sBeen through hard timesDid enough shit in my life to make the headlinesNiggaz mah age in the under ? line dogOnly way you could stop me if you press charges[Chorus: 2x][Gar]It’s the same ol’ shitOunces for dro over sixBut in the drought bought some 15 grams or 500 tech shitMake her stack up a zip quickHits me with that jack shitYou bought going to war for yours I’m bought the same ol’ shitYou takes one of mine we doing’ the same ol’ shitEye for eye and its ride or die and it’s as real as its gone getThe dope game and the rap game, it’s the same ol’ shitYou closest daughter get cut though trying’ to hit mah lickJail ain’t going to stop a nigga from doing the same ol’ shitWe get probation, come home and its back to the same shitGet a strap and I’ma bang itGet a package and slang itWhen it’s gone you going to replace itAnd do the same ol’ shitNo disrespect to the West, but we ain’t on that gang shitIt’ll be one nigga, one key in broad day to come bang shitIt’ll be the same ol’ hitThe same nigga that sentWhen they try to get you before for killing his brother he ain’t forget[Sniper]Lot of niggaz be bitches, talking the same ol’ shitHow they reeling’ when they going down, brain getting splitGrabbing, crying and dragging it be the same ol’ lickTrying to get lifted for chips, but it’ll change so quickLot of hoes I be dicking and kicking, it’ll be the same ol’ shitThey only sucking and fucking me, but they name on the stripSaying they pregnant after I hit, but the condom getting rippedSwear to God I’m the father, get it all and get to come harderWhen I was born my mother taught me bought the same ol’ shitDon’t let know body step on your toes, your ain’t know bitchHoes getting niggaz caught up for the same ol’ shitThinking what u you think is smarter and you ain’t gone slipEvery nigga that’s working, doing the same ol’ shitFlying with the same switch ? just in , same ol’ bitchRespect the code till I go, I’ma do the same ol’ shitSmoke weed and get high till I die, and it ain’t gone quit[Chorus: 2x][VL Mike]My niggaz holla, but it’s the same ol’ shitVL look out for me, nigga front me a brickThat’s why I’m still riding with the same ol’ clipThat’s why I never left with the same ol’ cliqueMah nigga get outta line, make me hang yo bitchThe only nigga that get ignorant and bring this shitSince ’95 I been rocking like thisBlack bandanas, and taking them hitsDog get at me still the same ol’ niggaMy rap sheets, they just got a lil’ biggerAn NOPD still harassing a niggaAnd them Haitians still taxing a niggaThem Chopper City Boyz running this yearWhich one of you clowns would come in this hearEvery time I look around it’s the same ol’ VicAin’t nothing change in the hood, it’s the same ol’ shit[Chorus: 2x]