Ain't the Same

[Intro: Beanie Sigel] Unh I carry heat for a livin' nigga (nigga) It's what I do for a livin' nigga (nigga) I feed my crew for a livin' nigga, unh (nigga) [Verse 1: Beanie Sigel] Things just ain't the same for gangsta's Like Ja ain't been the same since 50 made Wanksta's Some act tough 'til that bullet gets chambered Then I clutch that thing, and pull it and bang ya Some act funny when they face get famous Get a little money then they start to change up You got it all backwards anus When you don't got money then you get your change up I mean it's cool, you can stunt on strangers But don't front on niggas you grew up and swang with 'Cause you can be a target, that can be dangerous Havin' niggas start sayin' how sharp they aim is I mean don't be a fool with ya paper 'Cause niggas act cool, and they'd be ready to tape ya Throw you in a trunk and rope ya Shit, for the butter? Your brother'll toast ya [Hook: Mook Jones, Yung World] We great ape, we all nice with flow Beatin' us a long shot, get ya sniper scope Write game right, freestyle nicer though Break his jaw, if he keep bitin' though (Bring it in!) We great ape, we all nice with flow (Uh huh) Beatin' us a long shot, get ya sniper scope (Uh huh) Write game right, freestyle nicer though (Here we go! Look) Break his jaw, if he keep bitin' though, watch! [Verse 2: Yung World] I'm a motherfuckin' gangsta, I'm what you niggas read about Rap about and what you see and try and act it Give beef, I'ma clamp it out, 'cause I was raised in the street And I ain't backin' out, yeah the MAC is out Say you live like a gangsta but you not for real Man you niggas all talk like Dr. Phil Follow me home homes, I'm on the block for real Check my posture, ah, 'cause this shock is real Live like a snitch and die like a bitch It's death before dishonor, but some guys try to snitch I got my eyes on you snakes enough I could get bit Only trustin' two things, they's God and my dick, nigga [Hook: Mook Jones] We great ape, we all nice with flow Beatin' us a long shot, get ya sniper scope Write game right, freestyle nicer though Break his jaw, if he keep bitin' though [Verse 3: Mook Jones] Pass through my pedigree, before they even step to me (Me) Extra deep, armed real heavily Daddy I'm a Don, you can find someone better? Please Don't even try to sell a dream, I'm into better things Like eatin' fettuccini, cash out my ass My Swiss account like swiss account, filled with Cheddar cheese Paper-wise? We all up, you a peon buck Money talk, you should be all hush Save it bruh, walk through braided up Dumpin' bullets like we breaking up Play with us, I bet you that he fold up If I put your seed in the dirt, he won't grow up Hold up, y'all can't hold us, we hot potatoes Gain clout, y'all played out like the Macarena Flock of playas, you can find uh, how to grade her A lot of flavor, from the bottom to the top I'm tailored A lotta haters, but, they listen to what son say I'm a model MC, throw me on a runway Half of these rappers, dumb gay They just talk and run game I catch 'em and they mouth closed, like banks on Sunday (Psalms) Now I'm takin' it, Jordans? Unlace ya shit Run ya chain and bracelet, sorta like I'm racing it (Give me it) I'll turn his little ass into parmesan, if he can't be fast like Ramadan [Hook: Mook Jones] We great ape, we all nice with flow Beatin' us a long shot, get ya sniper scope Write game right, freestyle nicer though Break his jaw, if he keep bitin' though, watch!