KAM - Givin' It Up lyrics

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Awww shit, and you don't quit

Brother KAM with another damn gangster hit

Givin' it up, cause everybody ain't knowin'

So try not to choke on this smoke I'm blowin'

Goin' back to the grass, roots for the real

With the black superman

Yeah, the man of steel I chill

Awww shit, sometimes I feel like a nut

So here we go, clownin' like I don't know what

I'm pro black and crackin' out of contral

And we make dough, they wanna slow your role

But you know, Dulo niggaz, when you spot them

Cause I'm from that Eastside bottom

The Compton and Watts life, I got pride

It's a black thing, so ain't no other side

I low-ride and I sag and cuss

I cover my face with a raggin' bust

I kick up dust, then I shake the spot

Move the crowd and try to make a nut

I got a motivatin' Dolo skatin' out on Deez

Damn, here come One Time

Nigga please, I'm givin' it up

I thank God that I'm still alive

And back on deck for the nine five

And y'all can't say, I ain't got a sense of humor

For every new day there's another new rumor

So Numero uno, here's the first segment

I ain't the one who got Yo Yo pregnant

And then I heard Craig went with a white girl

Never doubt a brother like me might hurl

But what's the word comin' through

Real men don't gossip that's what the women do

But some of you get it twisted

You must be broke, wasted, so I dismissed it

Kept mobbin' and didn't react

Then now the word in the street is:

That KAM got jacked

Uha, is that a fact? - but who got the goods?

Cause last lie I heard I was from four different hoods

You know, I don't look like gangbangin'

I got words for all y'all birds be singin'

Oftenly, softly you are killin' me

That's why truce just chill and be givin' it up

So last but not least, let me kick the real

Cause Watts Up niggaz be quick to peel

Hittin' three wheel motion, devotion is true

F-O-Y 'til I die, so what y'all wanna do?

Comin' through just like a new birth

While niggaz goin' to Hollywood tryin' to claim a turf

For what it's worth, I just wish them will

Cause bitch made niggaz like the kissin' tale

So I call niggaz servin' females and madam

And all you or whatever he meets said: he Ain't Mad At him

Glad I'm livin' like a truth

Cause it ain't about what you're sayin' on the record

It's what you're doin, niggaz be in violation

Y'all flurtin' with death with you diss the nation

Ain't no love lost if you cross the line

You're falsed, now that ass is mine

I'm givin' it up, ugh