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    Gos to hold on
    I've been trapped for so long
    Got to hold on
    I've been trapped for so long
    Got to hold on
    I've been trapped for so long
    Gos to hold on See, marijuana got me copin' with my problems
    And Hennessy got me hopin' I could solve 'em
    My baby's mama fully-drama tryin' to star me in it
    But unlike my ol' sorry ass father, I try harder
    My baby raised to hate her daddy
    Her mammy player hatin', wishin' that she had me
    She hate to see me on the street, and stand on my feet
    Better yet this bitch wished them crackers had me
    See everybody wants to hustle, but don't nobody want to suffer
    Nobody wants to die 'cause they all bustas and suckas
    Ain't never gonna have nuttin' 'cause they be frontin'
    Gotta satisfy the time for every dime they be wantin'
    And believe me, bein' a thug it ain't that easy
    I was wanted for the "C", they had to free me
    I'm a recovered man, but still they ain't respectin' me
    Tryin' to get the best of me, constantly stressin' me to We gotta hold on (Hold on)
    See, you must be strong (For so long)
    It beats thug happiness, you can't go wrong (I've been trapped for so
    long), no, no
    (Gos to hold on) For all my homies in the hood (I've been trapped for so
    long)
    What will you do, which life will you choose
    (Gos to hold on, I've been trapped for so long), yeah, yeah See, big daddy gave her diamonds rings
    Introduced her to the finer things
    Look back, started buyin' her things
    Minor things for the small change and had her of this chain
    And this awful thing, she ain't even cost a thing
    Even though we thug die, she looked high
    I did wrong for so long, but still got by
    See, thug money got blood on the plus
    And leave a residue, Boo, I'm tellin' you I put my hood on it
    I lost a homie in the struggle, right
    And just the other night, some brother tried to take my dawg's life
    I tipped the homicide, they outside, and they gon' let it ride
    Don't wanna talk, and they gon' let him slide
    They want war instead, you want more for dead
    Rather die, open fire, or die life for this
    Take a life instead, kill his wife in bed
    Take time to the head, what I shoulda said is We gotta hold on (Hold on)
    See, you must be strong (Just hold on, got to hold on)
    It beats thug happiness, you can't go wrong (I've been trapped for so
    long), no, no
    (Gos to hold on) For all my homies in the hood
    What will you do (And be strong), which life will you choose
    (Got to hold on, I've been trapped for so long), yeah, yeah See, I'm thinkin' back on when I was younger
    I used to the hustle in the summer
    No time for crime, I had to help my mama
    Any time, and any weather, whatever's clever
    And hardly ever never had to step and get my shit together
    Unless my homies in the pen, and reason bein'
    See, every man's got his own seein'
    But I'mma always remember y'all, 'cause after all
    Y'all still my dawgs, and when you jump, we can still ball
    My nigga Ronnie, Leo, Willie and Phat Fred
    Big Black, my dawg Sparky, and Lil' Ed
    It be times likes this I sit around like this, cryin' 'bout this
    Thinkin' why my click gotta go and die like this
    No duckin', no fearin' nuttin'
    Hearin' nuttin', starin's but buggin', we call it thuggin'
    But don't thuggin' for nuttin', own somethin'
    Do for your kids and your mama
    Save the drama, young nigga We gotta hold on (Hold on)
    See, you must be strong (Gos to hold on)
    It beats thug happiness, you can't go wrong (I've been trapped for so
    long), no, no
    (Just hold on) For all my homies in the hood (I've been trapped for so
    long)
    What will you do, which life will you choose
    (Gos to hold on, ha, ha, ha), yeah, yeah (Just hold on) We gotta hold on (Naw, it ain't no time for no suicidal shit, nigga)
    See, you must be strong (Why you still thinkin' you a thug)
    It beats thug happiness, you can't go wrong (You might as well go ahead
    and suffer)
    ('Cause that's what we doin', that what it's about), no, no (Have you
    forgotten)
    For all my homies in the hood
    What will you do, which life will you choose, yeah, yeah

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