Letras:
Home Grown Give It Up

thinking. So give it up now, just give it up now. Give it up 'cause I can see through you. Give it up you know that I'd do anything for you. It's

thinking. So give it up now, just give it up now. Give it up 'cause I can see through you. Give it up you know that I'd do anything for you. It's

to be like him. (chorus) fuck it I aint gonna lie homie, I used to do the hammer dance, make it worse i had steal toes on and hammer pants, fucked up

these days gotta re-up G up, cop some heaters and dare a nigga to act up You see us, in dual seaters and throw it up! Its all hood, niggaz rep your sets

It's been pressed upon my heart to write To all of my fellow brethren in Christ Epaphras brought me a concern, my hope is shedding some light Now it's

swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me) We came too far pretty thing, yeahh (I know what time it is) (You just gotta give a nigga time to grow up

girls playin double dutch Still blush, cause she don't get in trouble much It's uhh, ponytails and barrettes I gotta make it back home, before the sun

drop. And if I hit the pen I gotta do my time Sittin' on my bunk reminiscing about the good times. It's fucked up a nigga gotta grow up doing dirt, But

em up, kissin em up Treatin' them like they own, in dis hood we call home Fist fight till we grown and these guns come out Circle of life, it's kinda