Tekst :

You live that life... slangin that iron off tha porch
When a nigga blow... you hit him up with tha torch
You got confidence... you got your chest buffed out
If you buy a Lex... you got your shit clutched out
Niggas know your name... cause they done heard it in tha pen
Niggas know your face... cause of tha places you done ben
Your family straight... is that goin for somethin
You got your lil man with ya... he ain t askin for nothin
Get rid of these roaches... you got a Cash Money toaster
Ready for war... you got that iron in your holster
Full of that fire... black magic on your tires
You keep all of your hoes cause you a liar
You re swolled up... you just come home from doin sticks
You done blowed up... and you already got them bricks
If they try ta jack... is you gon put em in they place?
When you cock your shit... is you gon hit em in they face?

[Chorus]
Well grab your 223 s, and march nigga step
Bring your 40 s and 9 s, and you march nigga step
Play if me if you want, we gon march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Grab your 223 s, and you march nigga step
Bring your 40 s and 9 s, and you march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step

[Verse 2]
You full of that liquor... you just met a little freak
And you re ready to hit her... up in the corner, and it s sweet
You re feelin good... you re makin money out the ass
Up in your neighborhood... you bout ta go buy you a Jag
You re quittin the game... everything is gravy
Cuz ya made a little change... from bustin them niggas brains
Ya like how ya live... you got everything ya need
Up inside of your crib... like Hennesy and weed
You re runnin with killers... you got that green shit with ya
You re slingin them pillas... you don t know nothin but guerrillas
You got television... up in your Lexus and your Benz
You can go and get em... showin off in twenty-inch rims
Bout 187... you put a finish to your beef
With them MAC-11 s... while your suckin your gold teeth
You accept your lick... look, you protect it like a man
When you got that iron... is you gon slang what s in yo hand?

[Chorus]
Well grab your 223 s, and march nigga step
Bring your 40 s and 9 s, we gon march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Grab your 223 s, and march nigga step
Bring your 40 s and 9 s, we gon march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Grab your 223 s, and you march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step

[Verse 3]
You full of some diamonds... you got your Rolie iced out
You re steadily shinin ... you livin in a nice house
You gon put your girl... up on tha next thing smokin
If she think you re jokin ... is she gon get a quick chokin ?
You could take a trip... to tha Bahamas if you want
You could turn a trick... with lil momma if ya want
You ain t worried bout nothin ... tha game been good to you
So you done retired from hustlin ... or is ya still doin somethin ?
You tired of them laws... tryin ta take niggas ta jail
You tired of them boys... cuz you got money for your bail
You got a reputation... cuz you be bustin them heads
Niggas be infiltratin ... tryin ta give you up to tha Feds
You eat tha best of shit... and be ballin at breakfast-s
Tattoos all on your stomach and on your neck and shit
You bout ridin up in tha best of shit, and them new Lexus-s
You got nothin but diamonds up in your necklaces

[Chorus]
Well grab your 223 s, and march nigga step
Bring your 40 s and 9 s, and you march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Grab your 223 s, and march nigga step
Bring your 40 s and 9 s, and march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Bring your 223 s, and march nigga step
Bring your 40 s and 9 s, and march nigga step
Play with me if you want, we gon march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step

[Juvenile]
Bring your MAC-11, and march nigga step
Bring your AK, march nigga step
Bring your MAC-90, march nigga step
Call my nigga, Baby, ta march nigga step
Call my nigga, Weezy, ta march nigga step
Call my nigga, Turk, ta march nigga step
Call my nigga, Geezy, ta march nigga step
Call my nigga, Mannie, ta march nigga step
March nigga step
March nigga step
Play with tha CMB, you gon march nigga step
March nigga step

[Mannie Fresh talking]
In tha year 2000
March nigga step
Get tha fuck on

I feel hopelessly optimistic
Though I try to tell myself to be realistic
I can almost taste it
You know it s real when you don t have to chase it

I feel this time
I can trust it
This time
If there s any justice
If these senses do not deceive me
I think I found myself a...

[intro]

Dedicated to my son, that s about to be born
so by the time you people hear this record, my son ll be born
and i gotta teach him about life

[guru]

listen

to my little man
you...

Well, I m dressed up so nice
An I m doin my best
Yes I m startin over..
Startin over in another place

Lemme tell you a story
Big chief with a golden crown
He s got rings on...

Troy:
We’re soarin’, flyin’
There’s not a star in heaven
That we can’t reach

Gabriella:
If we’re trying
So we’re breaking free

Troy:
You know the world can see us
In a way that’s different than who we are

Gabriella:
Creating space between us
‘Til we’re separate hearts

Both:
But...

Give me time
To realise my crime
Let me love and steal
I have danced inside your eyes
How can I be real

Do you really want to hurt me
Do you really want to make me cry
Precious kisses
Words...