We All Got Problems
A-N-T Lyrics


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[Noreaga talking]
Elpee...
Ya hot with this one dog!
Show these niggas what I'm like
Show these niggas I don't like
Show these niggas what I'm like
Show these niggas I don't like
Show these niggas what I'm like
Show these niggas I don't like
Show these niggas what I'm like
Show these niggas I don't like
Show these niggas what I'm like
Show these niggas I don't like

[Noreaga]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm like Rich Porter, the epitome of Alpo
AZ and Nicky Barnes, I rock sticky thumbs
I chopped it, and I cooked till my hands got numb
Shotguns malt-liquor and ones
I used to pay homage and wanted to play to be a fat cat
Someone like Castro, mad cash flow
Me and 'Pone like the best in the business
Niggas show love, hoes show interest
My gun game - got my pops to blame
I used to hop over fences and buck in the rain
And I'm not that nigga that'll fuck ya dame
I'm true to my niggas, hop out the car
Hand on my mac, cock back, ready to clap
Up in Iraq, see my niggas hustlin' crack
The same scheme from Queens when you livin' your dreams
You gotta sell things if you're looking for fiends

[Chorus]
(Noreaga)
I got love for niggas
(Capone)
Niggas always snaky
(Noreaga)
I got love for hoes
(Capone)
Hoes always snaky
(Noreaga)
I got love for cliqua
(Capone)
Clique alwas snaky
(Both)
All we got is us
All we got is us

[Noreaga]
I know crips, yo crips even be in Iraq
I know young bloods and niggas like O.G. Mack
I dropped out in seventh grade and I knew I'd be straight
I went O.T. and then I copped bricks for eight
I cut black bitches off for at least three weeks
I had Spanish hoes spittin nuts on the seats
I see Jesus in my kids but it's silly to me
How I see Him in them, don't see Him in me

[Capone]
I blanks out, my nigga knight just hit the bricks
I'm not a rapper, I sell a lot of crack but spit
Niggas that I'm cool with, I only keep a nigga hot
Say I'm on some new shit, then I cock the pop
The other side of the game, doin' fifty y'all
I survived behind the wall and the feds for y'all
Similar to "Hurricane," harassed half my life
I got a right to flash my ice, crash the Vipe

[chorus]

[Capone]
When everything goes sour, I got my dog
I squeezed off went through the pound and locked my doors
I'm not scared of your guns, I got shot before
Niggas' jewels got little rocks like Arkansas
I'm the, prophet of B.I.G., but never the next
I'm the first in every verse spit shit get worse
You can hate me, or wish I'd lie in a hearse
Respect my game, who the best? Select my name
I salute niggas in jail, I'm big as Latrell
On the street, you need heat? Ask Dominican Will
My cliqua's off the meter, we come gunnin' bullets
Whistle past your ear, like police in London
We the best that ever did it, the rest never lived it
Gettin' bucked at a bing-time, stressed on a visit
I'm Y2K in a flesh, the future at it's best
Nevertheless I pop metal to death

[chorus]

[Noreaga giving shout outs]
Yeah! Dedicated to Rich Porter little brother,
Who died in the struggle and never got recognized for it!
Dedicated to niggas like Phat Cap and Perry Mason!
You know....
You know how them niggas do! Tash and corn bread supreme!
You know, E Money-Bags, Cameron Y.!
Niggas that were gettin' money! That I was growin' up
Tryin' to be like!
Ya smell me? Word up to all them gangster niggas!
All them gangster niggas, man!
All them gang bangin' niggas in L.A!
All them niggas in Little Rock, Arkansas!
Bang Bang, nigga! It's nothin'!
I see y'all niggas, I feel your struggle!
I went through it the same way!
I'm still goin' through it the same way!
I'm just a rapper now!
People think I'm legit! But I do my shit!
I still gotta hustle, I still gotta have bricks!
But you know...
Let's feed the kids, man! Yeah, let's feed the kids, man!
Let's do this shit for the kids, man!
I got a call right now (cell phone rings)!




I'm a answer my call! But I'm a just say it like this:
I do this for the gangstas, man! For the gangstas, man!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to A-N-T's song "We All Got Problems" is a reflection of the harsh realities of life in the ghetto. The song describes the life of gangsters and how they have to constantly fight to stay on top. The first verse by Noreaga highlights his status as a gangster and compares himself to infamous criminals like Rich Porter, AZ and Nicky Barnes. He talks about his experiences with drugs, guns, and the streets. He speaks about how he paid homage to the older felons and wanted to be like Castro with mad cash flow. He portrays himself as a true friend to his inner circle and someone who will always protect them. The chorus is talking about how the gang is always going to have each other’s back because they cannot trust other people outside their circle.


The verse by Capone describes his experiences as well. He speaks about the many struggles they face on the street, such as being shot and harassed by law-enforcement. Capone reaffirms his loyalty to his colleagues and speaks about the success they have achieved together. The end of the song features Noreaga giving shout outs to his friends who have passed away and encouraging everyone to stand together and help the next generation.


In essence, the song is about how everyone has their problems and everyone needs somebody to lean on. It depicts a sad reality that gangsters face on the streets, but it also shows the deep bonds of friendship that they share. The song is an exploration of the hardships and difficulties faced by former gang members and how these experiences can shape and change a person's life forever.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm like Rich Porter, the epitome of Alpo
I am a kingpin gangster, the epitome of a notorious convicted drug dealer.


AZ and Nicky Barnes, I rock sticky thumbs
I am skilled in the drug trade, like famous dealers AZ and Nicky Barnes who were known for using their thumbs to count money.


My gun game - got my pops to blame
My proficiency with firearms is inherited from my father.


I know crips, yo crips even be in Iraq
I am familiar with members of the Crips street gang, some of whom even serve in the military in Iraq.


I see Jesus in my kids but it's silly to me / How I see Him in them, don't see Him in me
I find it ironic that I see religious significance in my children, but not in myself due to my criminal lifestyle.


My cliqua's off the meter, we come gunnin' bullets
My gang affiliation is strong and we are heavily armed, ready to use violence.


I'm Y2K in a flesh, the future at it's best / Nevertheless I pop metal to death
I am a symbol of modern times, utilizing the latest technology, but still resorting to deadly violence.


All we got is us
Despite the hardships and challenges we face, all we can rely on is each other.


Dedicated to Rich Porter little brother, / Who died in the struggle and never got recognized for it!
This song is a tribute to an overlooked individual who died in the harsh environment of gang life.




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: KIAM HOLLEY, LAMONT PORTER, LAMONT JUAREZ PORTER, VICTOR SANTIAGO

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