Going To Make It Lyrics

First Verse:

My Daddy must have been frustrated, when he busted a nut
Then came me, crawlin' out my Mama's guts
I never figured I'd be born in Hell
In the projects, tryin' to make a livin' off these crack sales
My Baby Mama scream "Child Support"
I can't sleep at home, cuz a nigga sniff coke
f**k it, I'm up early like a dope fiend
The game got me feelin' like I'm high off Terrazine
Jump in my Grand and I'm mashin'
I score my dope in Texas, down here these niggas taxin'
Twenty-two for a chicken
Sixteen for a real cut believe me, all brick-and
Now it's time to hit the block
I call Sam and Jeff, let's cut this shit into rocks
You know my game don't stop
I'm postin' bail for my nigga Telly, he got caught with a glock

Chorus (uncredited singer+Crazy):


We're going to make it after all


Niggas don't wanna see me ball
Hold up my middle finger screamin' "f**k 'em all!"
Feel Me!


Second Verse:

Been rappin' since an early age, I fiend for loot
I still hear, Corey Hartman, sayin' "Please don't shoot"
Niggas wonder why I plot to make a mil in this shit
Droppin' songs in the studio, bringin' a hit
Never worried about the bitches cuz they came with paper
Me and my nigga Pretty Man is plottin' up on a caper
It's all real in the 'Ville nigga, peep my pain
For six years I was snortin' heavy, addicted to cane
With no family to turn, what else could I do?
None of my niggas couldn't help me, they was loaded too
Dreams of bein' a big rap star circulated
Hooked up in robbin' shit, now I was drug-related
Ridin' in a blue bourbon sayin' "f**k them Hoes"
White T-shirts, and Nikes, and a pair of girbauds
Never knowin' that the Feds were comin' tight tomorrow
Y'all bitches just don't wanna see us ball
Feel me now


Third Verse:

Ninety-six brought the death of Roderick, and my nigga Pac
And I was still in the 'Ville slingin' rocks
Told the company I was a soldier, I would've gave my life
That's why a nigga stay loyal to his wife
Nigga started stealin' money, when he got buried
Through all the confusion, I went and got married
Good times didn't last long, cuz we was broke
The company gettin' ran without Roderick was a joke
So a thug fled camp, like Ed Legend did
With my nigga named Henry, went the highest bid
We finally dropped "Shed Tears", now let's wait and see
A week later we gettin' calls, from Master P
And every other major label on the block
Tryin' to get a piece of that nigga comin' like Pac
A hundred thousand records sold, now let me flaunt it
I can finally get that house my Mama wanted
Feel me

Chorus (2x)


f**k 'em all
We're gonna make it
We're gonna make it
f**k 'em all
You can suck my dick
f**k 'em all
This for all the haters
This for all the breather haters
f**k all ya
We're gonna make it

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