Jumped Off Da Porch - Plies

Jumped Off Da Porch - Plies (Algernod Lanier Washington)
True story true story true story ni**a
True story true story ni**a true story
I got off out the porch
My dad was on the door
My brother in the streets doing his time with the mobs
I wanted me some cake
Cop a whip get some hoes
I grab myself a flat ni**a
And jumped off out the porch
Had dreams of being the biggest w**d man in the city
Went f**king with that heroin
Caught the time with the stiff
Went and ran and take money
One for me we both dealing
I was trying to fly right
'Cause my brother had them chickens
Who want to be just like him
Caught his plane caught flipping plus
He stayed in the mall and all his hoes looked different
I report to myself that one day
I will come to this b**ch flipping
With a pocket full of money
Now what the f**k do I have you with me
[Chorus]
Yeah niggers I had was nuts had a team full of soldiers
Every nigger that called p**sy that nigger's a** is f**ked open
With the study of my planes with the right to hide nigger's moves
I've been trying to maintain they don't give a f**k about being cool
One number two chores nigger your fair is a dare
Sh*t I been trying to work caused my lung to take a chase
The work is over day and she still ain't had nothing
Yeah I wanted me a body in the streets that's who they was loving
[Chorus]
I was motivated by the hustlers or motivated by the preacher
I just wanted to be that young nigger who came through all these
I was ok and the kids in my window wholes I was leaving
You can get rich off of the beak of a beer boat turn you to a beefer
When my a** finally hid I saw my ways to end my speakers
But one thing that I could sail got f**king dead
And he got hurt then she would f**k it
But it was cool 'cause I ain't need a house with an only nigger
I was cool I was f**king his teacher Ms Pierce
[Chorus]