Family

Yeah

Uh

Yeah, uh

Uh






I said, "My mama"

My mama always taught me

In and out with a shawty, she beat me for actin' naughty

And my daddy, my daddy, he a savage

Fuckin' bitches, the baddest and buyin' whips to just crash 'em

And my uncles, my uncle, one name is Psycho

T-Nice cooked the white slow, thank God he ain't do life though

And my grandmas, my grandma, one hit the hammer

One and them dressed like Hammer and was an African dancer






Family tree

Yeah, family tree

Bring it back

Yeah, family






I hate it when my mama curse me out in the public

My daddy had the silver mink matchin' the Benz

T-Nice introduced me to some killers for friends

And Pschyo was a Pschyo with a deuce in his Timbs

My grandma had the arthritis, holdin' the hammer (Yeah)

She kept it in the mattress, kept my unc' out the slammer

The other had a caesar with some pants like Hammer

She kick her legs up, she a African dancer






Family tree

Yeah, family tree

Yeah, family






Life's a tightrope, the fam give me balance

With me as I climb the mountains of the rich and the the famous

Grandma, holy moly, she dancin', I see Marcus Garvey on the wall and say "damn it

Who he starin' at?" My grandma say, "Lord of the planet"

You can tell she is a fan of the Black Panthers

T-Nice ran with a posse, only do damage (Right)

That's what I'm sayin', drug game like a cancer

He was wearin' pandas, minks coats, now he in the slammer (Yeah)

And I can't stand her like "Dirty Diana" (Right)

Life's a bitch, you's my grandma, grandma

My fathers cross cost an arm and a hammer (Right)

People think they broad is all from Atlanta (Yeah)

Was never home and showed up to be Santa (Ah)

I used to hang out with gang bangers like Santana that wear bandanas

And red clothes with pit bulls, the red nose




Keep the "Smith &" if you slippin', you got rich, just let me get it






Family

Oh, my family

Yeah, uh

Oh, my family

Yeah

Oh, my family

I do it

Oh, my family

Do it

Oh, my family

I do it

Do it

Do it