[Kokane]
Life is much mo` precious
Than you`ll think
Like a game`ll make yo chips sink
It`s so hard
Hard to trust a smile and face
When niggas got intentions already taking yo place
Keep my head up and stand tall
If I stumble, then I`ll fall
Will you pick me up at all?
Will you pick me up at all?
I`m a keep it gangsta till my end
Cause some people do pretend
And ain`t too many of us that we can call friends
That we can call friends
Ohhhhhhh
[Goldie Loc]
Now all I gotta do is keep my head up
And walk a straight line when fake friends won`t mind
But I`m kind-hearted
And don`t like being stepped on
If I wasn`t real, I wouldn`t be in this position
Like that, dogg, I got a whole lot to say
I`m by myself with my rhymes when we kick it all day
Lil` Jay used to say I`d never be nobody
But you know what I never do?
Smoke it off like Gotti
Five million dollar hits puttin in saxophones
Tray Deee & Snoop, we sound good on this microphone
I never threaten nobody to make it happen
Let me show you how we eat a full meal off this rappin`
But if I had a chance to give it back
I`d give it to the ones who helped me do that
Do that, straight from the heart
Eastside till I die
We ain`t no contract friends, we doggs for life
[Tray Deee]
It`s a trip how we Crip
Suppose the enemies still
With both sides ride causing plenty of tears
Insane`s and 20`s both from the same city
A bunch of down niggas and it ain`t that many
Me, C, and the G can think back to the start
Homies chillin`, getting high, shooting craps in the park
And having a heart
To get `em up if it was beef
Head up like G`s, take it out in the street
Hold ya own was the code that I growed to view
So I fucked with and stuck with a chosen few
But Snoop Dogg, you can call me, whatever the case
And homie that ain`t nothing that the set could erase
You put me with the homie, Goldie, though we never had spoke
A Insane with a 20, now we hell of a close
And y`all kids, my kids, so we family now
Cause I could never see you doing bad without
And that`s real
[Kokane]
Life is much mo` precious
Than you`ll think
Like a game`ll make yo chips sink
It`s so hard
Hard to trust a smile and face
When niggas got intentions already taking yo place
Keep my head up and stand tall
If I stumble, then I`ll fall
Will you pick me up at all?
Will you pick me up at all?
I`m a keep it gangsta till my end
Cause some people do pretend
And ain`t too many of us that we can call friends
That we can call friends...
[fades out]
