Ain’t Have Much lyrics

[Intro:]
Put me on the motherf*ckin' ad libs
I'm the one too, I'm finna' talk my sh*t, on Two-Crip, ya'heard me?
I got Ali in this b*tch wimme', Marni[?] in this b*tch wimme', Cam in this b*tch wimme'
Don't let it blam in this b*tch wimme', on the set
n*ggas ain't who they said they is, ya'heard me?
I can't believe all that- all that talk
Got the bass hard, Ali knock the bass hard

[Chorus:]
b*tch, I grew up on the Ave', we ain't have much
Lando in the feds, he in handcuffs, yeah
30 Deep the gang, I had to stand up
All my brothers really got they bands up, yeah
I just had a son, I had to man up
Big and Pistol lurkin', they gon' blam sum', yeah
If I die today, then they gon' stamp sum'
He harborin' up that b*tch for some ransom, yeah
b*tch, I grew up on the Ave', we ain't have much
Lando in the feds, he in handcuffs, yeah
30 Deep the gang, I had to stand up
All my brothers really got they bands up, yeah
I just had a son, I had to man up
Big and Pistol lurkin', they gon' blam sum', yeah
If I die today, then they gon' stamp sum'
He harborin' up that b*tch for some ransom, yeah
[Break:]
Real n*ggas know, gotta' let the beat sing, ya'heard me?
This is real sh*t, on Two-Crip
n*ggas ain't real how I'm real, n*ggas don't feel how I feel, ya'heard me?
Ayy, ayy

[Verse:]
Scope him out, line him up wit' the green beam
Grimeyy D, so I had to let the beat sing
In the cut, in the trenches wit' my nin-ding
It's f*ck the 6, but I still f*ck wit' Bing-Bing
It's f*ck the 6, but I'm ridin' 'round for B, ya
This for KB, 'cause I'm ridin' 'round for Keyon
Pull up on 'em, bwop, bwop, out a Nissan
They took his food in that slammer, he a peon
My momma told me, "n*ggas b*tches, they don't stand on sh*t"
My daddy told me, "Get that paper, n*gga, handle biz'"
My brother told me, "Watch my taco," sh*t, he doin' a bid
I told that b*tch to eat my top, b*tch, put it on her lips
D slammed the peddles at the light, that's when they rolled on him
He bought some guns and bought some dope, that's when they told on him
A lot of n*ggas claim they gang, but they gon' fold on him
A lot of n*ggas claim they gang, but n*ggas roll on him

[Chorus:]
b*tch, I grew up on the Ave', we ain't have much
Lando in the feds, he in handcuffs, yeah
30 Deep the gang, I had to stand up
All my brothers really got they bands up, yeah
I just had a son, I had to man up
Big and Pistol lurkin', they gon' blam sum', yeah
If I die today, then they gon' stamp sum'
He harborin' up that b*tch for some ransom, yeah
[Outro:]
b*tch, I grew up on the Ave', we ain't have much
Lando in the feds, he in handcuffs, yeah
30 Deep the gang, I had to stand up
All my brothers really got they bands up, yeah
I just had a son, I had to man up
Big and Pistol lurkin', they gon' blam sum', yeah
If I die today, then they gon' stamp sum'
He harborin' up that b*tch for some ransom, yeah