Young cat got back, did a little dig
Now He hard, he bough, he tough du rag and Tims
Kinda hard to get a job back out on the block
Charge that to the game
Young girl she grew up in a rush
Had it bad, no doubt, she dont know who to trust
Every man she ever loved only want to crush Charge that to the game
But its all gravy, hey baby
Shots gettin popped, the cops shut down the party
Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches
Weve got love for yall who sure dont love us
So we swerve in the Suburban switchin lanes
Spend up all our dough on them chrome and thangs
Name our kids some funny names
Dont hate on us, were fabulous
prepaid cellies for local calls
lil don and divas up at the mall
Rockin cornrow twist, thats how we roll
But dont hate on us, were fabulous
They met, he said how she was a dime
So nave that she believed every single lie
17, first time slipped up, bout to have a child
Charge that to the game
Was just us and mom, single parent home
She did the best she could, did it all alone
Met a man but he wont raise a child thats not his own
Oh, no, oh, no, no
But its all gravy, hey baby
Shots gettin popped, the cops shut down the party
Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches
Weve got love for yall who sure dont know us
So we swerve in the Suburban switchin lanes
Spend up all our dough on them chrome and thangs
Name our kids some funny names
Dont hate on us, were fabulous
We pay cellulars for local calls
Hatin kinds of demons up at the malls
Rockin cornrow twist, thats how we roll
But dont hate on us, were fabulous
With all that weve got
And no matter whatever together well weather the storm
And meanwhile with all we got it might get rough, but
its alright
Cause U-N-I-T-Y is all we need
To get our R-E-S-P-E-C-T
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
