If It Don T Make lyrics

f/ Fiend, Master P



Master P & (Skull) talking:

Whut`s up Skull Duggery boy (whut`s up P dawg) let`s go head & break

This bread(No Limit style) Skull, Fiend, & me(No Limit) Ughh



Chorus: [Master P]&(Skull)

[If it don`t make dollas] (then it don`t make sense) 8x



[Fiend]

I hit tha block befo everybody grabbin my work & can`t forget tha shotty

Gotta feed that little girl right here on her potty

An if it takes all day, I mean all day to make some long pay

To feed my people gettin` it all tha wrong way

Tha song say tha world is a ghetto, got proof that it`s true

Where in tha hell tha placin` hoodlums like me & you

Boy look rents due & I ain`t about to vacate my premises

If I gotta consider meetin` nememis

My business wit this, it`ll fix all tha levels in tha hood

Sometimes tha truth is that life ain`t all good

But it`s understood that Fiend gon` be strong no matter what

Hoodlum or thugged up, soldiers keep yo heads up



Chorus:8x



[Master P]

Ugh - his ghetto got me crazy

Cause I`m an unemployed black male wit a baby

Lord forgive me for grindin`

But I`m tired of bein` broke plus my baby at home cryin`

omma need milk, cheese, pampers, & butter

Plus I gotta send twenty to my big brother

Doin` fed time on a bum case

Court appointed lawyer, so tha system took my brother away

Some change, I`m still tha same

We only hustle cause we out here tryna maintain

Ghetto life got me trippin`

But I gotta pack a heater cause somebody caught my homie slippin`

An momma pray that I don`t lose my life to sin

Daddy ain`t homie so I`m out here tryna pay tha rent



Chorus: 8x



[Skull]

I`m hustlin` in tha street to maintain in tha game

All tha struggle & tha pain is drivin` me insane

I sat back & wonder why

If we have a choice, why we always choose to die

Black man get shot now it`s second line

Bumpin` up tha street while his homie`s doin` time

You know how it`s gonna go now yo momma cryin`

Because a brother like me made a choice to try

Arm robbery, murder, see somebody had to do it

Because you know tha strugglin` it drove him to it

My baby can`t eat, she need pampers G

It got me hustlin` on tha streets seven days a week



Chorus:8x
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