Artist: Steady Mobb'n f/ Lil' Soldiers Album: Black Mafia Song: Lil' Nigga Typed by: Lil Hustle (*talking*) Steady Mobb'n, Lil' Soldiers (Lil' Soldiers) And all the juvenile delinquents out there (wanna get down), locked up On the streets hustling, ha-ha [Freequan] My name Free, you know it ain't no limit to me See the violence on TV, hurting the seeds See the guns in they hand, yellow tape at school Capping slow in the puddles, bringing drugs to the youth I'm the one who chose to tell the truth, seven years old My brother nine both of us, trying to grow till we old Live away from the danger, see the young on the news Beating down and the fools, mama what I'ma do Every night, when I lay my head down to rest I hear the firing and sirens, making a mess Every cat in the neighborhood, tell me what's good Never stopping they would, if I could I would a little nigga [Chorus] A lil' nigga, (ya heard) A lil' nigga, (ya heard me) A lil' nigga, (underdstand) A lil' nigga [Billy Bavgate] A young nigga 15, with a felony I'm churned out Drinking Hennessy with the family, a young nigga Smoking my weed, my eyes low I turned 16, learning how the jail go My nigga Harley gave me the game, on the coke My nigga G gave me a gun, now them busters can't roll 17 baby, packing my heat Motherfucker till I die, I'm representing my street A lil' nigga, still wishing I was 21 I snuck up in the club, lied about my age trying to fuck I was growing up, loaded as a adolescent Fuck the police, niggaz ain't answering questions It's the thug in me, I got your girl loving me Cause I'm a fool, cause she 25 I'm only 17 I'm trying to live a hustler's dream, at a young age Pimping with my pop's 12 gauge, trying to make the front page [Chorus] Lil' nigga, huh brah Lil' nigga, huh brah Lil' nigga, huh brah Lil' nigga [Ikeim] Still live in the 'jects, seeing flesh at best Round the way see the spray, changing life to the death With my mom everywhere she go, I was on arm Never scared just aware, one day comes a storm Can't play in my building, people killing they children I ain't willing to be chilling, I be wilding and illing Got a rock in my pocket, and a stick in my hand I'm just waiting for the boogie man, to try it again I live in projects, run from bricks no quest Never did with the trife, when it's bullets to catch I'm a lil' nigga, so I watch out for my peeps And they knowing I'm real, they watching out for me a lil' nigga [Crooked Eye] I remember cutting class, just to fly to the spot To watch the thugs and the drug dealers, grind on the block Infatuated by the money, and the d-boy dreams Shaking tabs serving fiends, by the age of 15 Living fast growing up, mind stuck on the mail 16 did a bid, for possession to sell Living life on the edge, gave the ghetto my pledge Neighbors said by the next year, I'd be shot or be dead Pack the straps in my draws, no regard for the law Lifestyle as a lil' thug, rough and raw Count my figgas on triggas, bucking at older niggaz Me go out like a punk, how the hell do you figure I'm a...