- Songwriters: Ernie Isley, Marvin Isley, O'kelly Isley, Ronald Isley, Rudolph Isley, Christopher H Jasper, Marshall Mathers, Fredrick Nassar, Louis Resto, Obie Trice, Christopher Wallace
Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven an nigga enter
Big lips, popped out placenta
Mamma ain't breast feed, had no pop need
Pop leaves shit but a name, Obie
Elementary homie that's how it started
In garbage, retarded, gaining that heart
Fuck niggaz, claiming they hard
A nigga come home touched
My motherfucking momma banging me harder
Nigga take your ass out their and fight for tomorrow
That's what she told me, lil' punk, blame that on your father
So I had no choice, nigga pick up a brick
Split a motherfucker shit's for trying to fuck with the kid
Get a little order, hair on my dick, now I'm curious
Niggaz on the corner getting money rocking jewelry
Allowance nigga that ain't man shit
Cowards nigga that ain't man shit
I had to prove to myself
How these niggaz same age as me calculating this wealth
So I got me a click and niggaz what?
Working one sixteen, like nigga we can clean up
Follow my life, homie we starts it now
Only my mothafuckin' momma nigga hold me down
The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw
I speak through her, straight to you, mothafuckas
Follow my life, homie we starts it now
Only my mothafuckin' momma nigga holds me down
The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw
I speak through her, straight to you, mothafuckas
Two for one's, here take this, two for one's
Quit switching dicks, holla at me, see you fucker
Summer '94, I'm getting a little dough
Taller than my momma, so I'm listening to her no's
I'm listening to them hoes scream oh
And I'm listening to them O's, go chop
People showing me pumping' on the blocks summertime
I call her auntie she cop three at a time
Throw an extra bump bringing cline
I'm so involved with the grind, I'm losing my mind
Fuck a steady job, I'm trying
I steady mob, I'm dying in this game I ain't lying
Selling' so much coke forgetting it's a crime
Flying down I-75 pocket full of dimes
Give a fuck about the radar on me
Bumping' Biggie, Pac nigga who trying me?
Follow my life, homie we starts it now
Only my mothafuckin' momma nigga holds me down
The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw
I speak through her, straight to you, mothafuckas
Follow my life, homie we starts it now
Only my mothafuckin' momma nigga holds me down
The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw
I speak through her, straight to you, mothafuckas
Yeah, all my of life, only my momma know
Obie, Obie Trice, Shady in this bitch
Mothafuckas
- Note: We're sorry, copy and paste is disabled for now because of our licensing agreements. We're working on it.
In the Know
All Music News »
Popular Obie Trice Lyrics
| 1 | Bang |
| 2 | Just Spend A Day With Me |
| 3 | Emulate (feat. Eminem) |
| 4 | She See Murder |
| 5 | Hustle Detroit |
| 6 | Big Proof Iz Back |
Top 10 Hip Hop/Rap Songs
| 1 | The ThrillWiz Khalifa |
| 2 | How To LoveLil Wayne |
| 3 | Watch My ShoesLil Wayne |
| 4 | Sweat (David Guetta Remix)Snoop Dogg |
| 5 | Hard In Da PaintWaka Flocka Flame |
| 6 | Itty Bitty PiggyNicki Minaj |
| 7 | HolidayDizzee Rascal |
| 8 | AddictedBliss N Eso |
| 9 | 2 Live Is Here2 Live Crew |
| 10 | T-pain Female Version Im SprungT-Pain |
| View All | |
Official Artist-Approved Licensed Lyrics from Gracenote.
Copyright © Almo Music Corp, Big Poppa Music, Bovina Music Inc, Emi April Music Inc., Justin Combs Publishing Inc, Karam's Kid Songs
Add Song Meaning