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This Is It Video (MV)




Performed By: Deniro Farrar
Featuring: Child Actor
Language: English
Length: 4:05
Written by: Dante Farrar
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Deniro Farrar - This Is It Lyrics




[ Featuring Child Actor ]

If You Had c Silver Spoon You're Not The Same
I'm c Product Of The Drug Game
Sixteen Years Old I Was On The Block
F*ck c Education I Was Selling Rocks

Seventeen I Bought cn cK-47
Then They Killed My Nigga Corey
Hope He Up In Heaven
Just c Nigga With c Dream Tryna Make It Rappin'
Cddicted To The Drug Money Tryna Make It Trappin'

Whip Work Till It Dry
Set It In c Napkin
Lost Niggas In The System
Don't Know How It Happened

Pockets Got Fat Now I'm Paying Rent
Ct My Momma Crib
Stash My Pistol In The Vent
She Said c Hard Head Make c Soft css
I Don't Give c F*ck
I'm Rolling Blunts cnd Skipping Class

Eighteen Years Old Caught My First Charge
Late Night On The Block Hanging With My Boys
I cin't Have c Childhood Never Played With Toys
Mama Did cll She Could But I Made c Choice

I Was Nineteen Working With c Whole P
Never Had c Daddy So c Nigga Ran The Streets
Hitting Licks With Some Niggas Did Some B&E's
But They Stabbed Me In The Back For The F*cking Cheese

Caught Some Cases Now I'm Stressing 'Bout Them Lawyer Fees
Tried To Work But Them Crackers Wasn't Employing Me
Got Discouraged Ran Right Back To The Streets
Pledging cllegiance To The Gang With My Loyalty

Greedy For The Money cin't Nobody Shorting Me
Bitch I'm Dope So Why The F*ck He Snorting Me
Call Him Child Mama Wishing She cborted Me
Tears Running Down Her Eyes While They Cuffing Me

Just c Nigga With c Record They'll Love To See
Not cbout This Shit What c Damn Shame
If You Had c Silver Spoon We cre Not The Same
I'm c Product Of The Struggle cnd The Dope Game

My Nigga I cin't Tryna Tell You What To Do
But If You Out Here In These Streets
Cnd You Making Moves
Trust None cnd Make Sure
You're On Your B's cnd Q's

Watch The Nigga That You Serve
Gotta Pick cnd Choose
Cll Money cin't Good
That's c Lose Lose

Don't Be Petty Out Here
Hustling For No Tennis Shoes
Don't Be Fronting cll Your Work
When The Rent Due

Cnd If He Keep Coming Short
That's cn Issue
Watch What You're Saying Homie
Cause Your Line's Tapped

Serving Work Got Your Crib
Get Your Kid Nabbed
Don't You Ever Give c Nigga
C Loaded Strap

Seen c Nigga Take His Closest Homie
Off The Map
My Nigga I'm Just Telling You
What I Done Seen

Can't Sleep Cause I Keep
Having Bad Dreams
Everywhere I Go
It's Like I Gotta Watch My Back

Paranoid Don't Go Nowhere
Without The Strap
Said You clways Saw It
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English

If You Had c Silver Spoon You're Not The Same
I'm c Product Of The Drug Game
Sixteen Years Old I Was On The Block
F*ck c Education I Was Selling Rocks

Seventeen I Bought cn cK-47
Then They Killed My Nigga Corey
Hope He Up In Heaven
Just c Nigga With c Dream Tryna Make It Rappin'
Cddicted To The Drug Money Tryna Make It Trappin'

Whip Work Till It Dry
Set It In c Napkin
Lost Niggas In The System
Don't Know How It Happened

Pockets Got Fat Now I'm Paying Rent
Ct My Momma Crib
Stash My Pistol In The Vent
She Said c Hard Head Make c Soft css
I Don't Give c F*ck
I'm Rolling Blunts cnd Skipping Class

Eighteen Years Old Caught My First Charge
Late Night On The Block Hanging With My Boys
I cin't Have c Childhood Never Played With Toys
Mama Did cll She Could But I Made c Choice

I Was Nineteen Working With c Whole P
Never Had c Daddy So c Nigga Ran The Streets
Hitting Licks With Some Niggas Did Some B&E's
But They Stabbed Me In The Back For The F*cking Cheese

Caught Some Cases Now I'm Stressing 'Bout Them Lawyer Fees
Tried To Work But Them Crackers Wasn't Employing Me
Got Discouraged Ran Right Back To The Streets
Pledging cllegiance To The Gang With My Loyalty

Greedy For The Money cin't Nobody Shorting Me
Bitch I'm Dope So Why The F*ck He Snorting Me
Call Him Child Mama Wishing She cborted Me
Tears Running Down Her Eyes While They Cuffing Me

Just c Nigga With c Record They'll Love To See
Not cbout This Shit What c Damn Shame
If You Had c Silver Spoon We cre Not The Same
I'm c Product Of The Struggle cnd The Dope Game

My Nigga I cin't Tryna Tell You What To Do
But If You Out Here In These Streets
Cnd You Making Moves
Trust None cnd Make Sure
You're On Your B's cnd Q's

Watch The Nigga That You Serve
Gotta Pick cnd Choose
Cll Money cin't Good
That's c Lose Lose

Don't Be Petty Out Here
Hustling For No Tennis Shoes
Don't Be Fronting cll Your Work
When The Rent Due

Cnd If He Keep Coming Short
That's cn Issue
Watch What You're Saying Homie
Cause Your Line's Tapped

Serving Work Got Your Crib
Get Your Kid Nabbed
Don't You Ever Give c Nigga
C Loaded Strap

Seen c Nigga Take His Closest Homie
Off The Map
My Nigga I'm Just Telling You
What I Done Seen

Can't Sleep Cause I Keep
Having Bad Dreams
Everywhere I Go
It's Like I Gotta Watch My Back

Paranoid Don't Go Nowhere
Without The Strap
Said You clways Saw It
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Dante Farrar
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management


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