— So what's up, Lil J?
— We down, Ray Ray!
— So what set you claimin'?
— Claimin' Hoover and South Shores. We down with 32's in most quads, straight like that!
— Straight like that, huh?
[Verse 1: The Game]
We grew up as friends, we was 10, lil' niggas on the block,
He ain't have his own basketball, so we shared my Rock,
His mama was a fiend, he ain't heard from his pops,
He used to share my clothes with him all the way down to his socks,
He would spend the night, that one night would turn into a week,
At least until his mama got back on her feet, and she never did.
So he moved in with me, my mama, and my sisters,
Couldn't let him go to foster care 'cause she ain't trust the system,
So she took care of him like he was me,
Gave us everything she could back when shit was all good,
Just some young niggas.
We was just some young niggas.
We was just some young niggas.
[Verse 2: The Game]
Niggas turned 12 in '92, we was headed to the 7th grade,
Runnin' 'round, stealin' cars, dreamin' about the better days,
Duckin' strays, catchin' fades, tryna make it through this maze,
Teachers out here smokin' J's and wonder why we misbehave.
Same book, different page, another year, different age,
Cross Colors, colors cross, bows turnin' into fades,
He started Crippin', I started Bloodin',
Now we walkin' through the halls of school
Like we don't even know each other.
Young niggas.
[Chorus: Sonyae Elise & The Game]
Young niggas out in these streets.
We was just some young niggas.
All in these streets to feed.
Young niggas.
Lord knows, I don't want no enemies, yeah!
Young niggas in these, ohh!
[Verse 3: The Game]
Started off as brothers but sometimes shit fall apart,
How can I hate this nigga with all this love up in my heart?
With this nigga mean muggin' every time we in the class,
Nigga, tuck that blue rag or I'mma beat your fuckin' ass!
Guess my mind gone.
Caught him after school, he ain't had no ride home,
Still got that rag hangin', that's what got him fired on,
He pulled the strap, so I pistol whipped him with the chrome,
Wasn't tryna kill him, coulda pulled the trigger,
I was just a young nigga.
[Chorus: Sonyae Elise & The Game]
Young niggas, out in these streets.
Just a young nigga.
All in these streets to feed.
Just a young nigga.
Lord knows I don't want no enemies, yeah!
I was just a young nigga.
Young niggas in these, ohh!
[Verse 4: The Game]
Whopped my nigga ass, he ain't take it on the chin,
Rumor startin' to spread, I guess it's on when I see him.
Two weeks pass and graduation came around,
I was walkin' through the choir, .45 under my gown.
Had to take a leak, so I headed to the bathroom,
Corner of my eye, seen him comin' out of the class room,
We exchange words, so I cocked the .45,
He shot, I shot back, thank God, I ain't get hit,
But, damn, I miss my young nigga…
[Chorus: Sonyae Elise & The Game]
Young niggas, out in these streets.
Just a young nigga.
All in these streets to feed.
Just a young nigga.
Lord knows, I don't want no enemies, yeah!
Young niggas in these, ohh!
Young niggas, young niggas, young niggas,
I ain't the one nigga.
Damn, I miss my young niggas!