I wanna dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' Sanderford
  and all other lil' young niggaz that's in a rush to be gangstas
    As a young nigga, I'm almost ?swellin? in the wind
  Give anythang, to be that innocent again, when I was ten
  I didn't bang but I was hangin with the homies
  tell them niggaz started slangin that they don't know me
  I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me
  Lately I've been tryin to make a bill-ion, can you play me
  with that jealousy they need to miss me, don't sweat me
  If them cowards really want me, come get me, and even I
  someday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride
  Put down the top, now we flossin
  Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window
  Workin with a twenty sack of indo, feelin good
  Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs
  And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, know it's bad
  but all we had was our hopes and dreams
  Couldn't see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends
  as young niggaz
    He's the kind of G like everybody knows
  As a young nigga
  He's always G'd up, from head to toe
  My memories as a young nigga
  Always got it blown like Al Capone
  Young nigga
  He's the downest G I've ever known
    Back in Junior High, when we was barely gettin by, when daddy died
  That's when my momma started gettin high
  My neighborhood was full of drivebys, couldn't survive
  All our homies livin short lives, I couldn't cry
  Told my momma if I did die, just put a blunt in my casket
  let me get my dead homies high
  Come follow me throughout my history, it's just
  _Me Against the World_ stuck in misery; as a young nigga
  My only thing was to be paid
  Life full of riches avoid snitched cause they shady, back in the days
  We always found the time to play,
  but that's before they taught them gangbangers how to spray
  Not just L.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Louis
  Every stadium that I go, when will they change?
  Stuck in the game like a dumb nigga
  Remember how it was, to be a young nigga
    He's the kind of G like everybody knows
  As a young nigga
  He's always G'd up, from head to toe
  My memories as a young nigga
  Always got it blown like Al Capone
  Young nigga
  He's the downest G I've ever known
    I'm tellin you..
  .. to be young, have your brains and have every ? and all that
  Yo, y'all niggaz don't know how good you really do got it
  Muh'fuckers need to just calm down
  and peep what the fuck they wanna do for the rest of the life
  'Fore you end your life before you BEGIN your life
  You dumb nigga
    Now that I'm grown, I got my mind on bein somethin
  Don't wanna be another statistic, out here doin nuttin
  Tryin to maintain in this dirty game, keep it real
  and I will even if it kills me, my young niggaz
  break away from these dumb niggaz
  Put down the guns and have some fun nigga, the rest'll come nigga
  Fame is a fast thang, that gangbangin
  puttin niggaz in a casket, murdered for hangin
  at the wrong place at the wrong time, no longer livin
  Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every day
  I watch the murder rate increases, and even worse
  the epidemic and diseases, what is the future?
  The projects lookin hopeless, where
  more and more borhters givin up and don't care
  Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed
  and I proceed to blow the track up, for young niggaz
    He's the kind of G like everybody knows
  For these young niggaz
  He's always G'd up, from head to toe
  My memories as a young nigga
  He always got it blown like Al Capone
  Take it slow nigga, it's for the young niggaz
  He's the downest G I've ever known
  As a young nigga
    He's the kind of G like everybody knows
  He's always G'd up, from head to toe
  Memories as a young nigga
  He always got it blown like Al Capone
  He's the downest G I've ever known
  ['Pac talking overlaps singing last four lines]
  This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know)
  Little bad motherfuckers from the block (that's right)
  Them niggaz that's thirteen and fourteen
  Drivin Cadillacs, Benzes and shit (I see you boy)
  Young motherfuckin hustlers (make that money boy)
  Stay strong nigga
  You could be a fuckin accountant, not a dope dealer
  youknowhatI'msayin? (Go to school nigga, go to school)
  Fuck around and, you pimpin out here
  You could be a lawyer (really doe)
  Niggaz gotta get they priorities straight
  (Don't see Johnny Cochran out in this motherfucker)
  Really doe.. young niggaz.. little RahRah
  (sup nigga) Especially my little cousins don't be no dumb guy
  (Don't be a dumb nigga, listen, young niggaz)
    [singers freestyle and skat to the end of the song]