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Until then I looks out for the whole family
A true G, that's me, blowin' like a bubble
In the everyday struggle
I don't wanna live no more
could I let anything keep me from holding the crown
But I ain't looking to keep the throne
Cause what would I could I do with all that I'd own
Add
boy, I'm in too deep
Boy, I'm tryna get down on the opps, man, I like to creep
You live by the gun, you die by the if you in the street
This shit that I
eyes full of shame
With eyes full of shame
For he knew that I knew
For he knew that I knew
He slumped to the wall with a moan
He slumped to the wall
you mean, that bitch ain't no virgin?
(Burr) baby girl ain't no virgin (Burr)
What you mean, that ho ain't no virgin?
(Burr)
Baby girl ain't no virgin
the same
Ever since I started Nation ridin'
Got a lil' change surrounded myself by game
Niggas sayin' I'm counterfeit
Ain't that a bitch
Re-evaluate and stop
ain't say I was gang banging
But my homies was all bout that gang shit
Only life that I knew was out slanging
Wasn't trynna be Instagram famous
I was more
club, make it rain, simple pleasure suppresses pain. Spend a fortune, elude extorsion, and you're broke as fuck, man what a shame. I guess that's just
That ain't motherfucking cool, that's a motherfucking shame
This ain't no motherfucking game
That's why I think you are a motherfucking lame
We both
shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me
Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep
Save that motherfucker black, cause talk is cheap
And uh, since you got beef
want a bite of this, everything is cool
You heard what I would do, and the Triple 6 whole fuckin crew
Nigga, live by your rep but I ain't takin shit
ain't gonna stunt with me when I do it
Talk is cheap gotta put in that work
Remember them days I was ridin' in the merk
No A/C cause the shit don't
ain't gonna stunt with me when I do it
Talk is cheap gotta put in that work
Remember them days I was ridin' in the merk
No A/C cause the shit don't
on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches
I'm from the time a nigga close his eyes I'm hopin', I hope he awoken
Payin' my own that's
diamonds and cars, trick that's a shame
Say what you want, but I still figured
She left you cause you couldn't be, like them real niggaz
She was a hustler by
to the business
Think about the real motherfuckers that live it
Street life, pimp shit, make the hoe respect the game
You bought her diamonds and cars, trick that's
MOB, nigga cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches
MOB, nigga cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money
When he was a kid he was fitted with a bib
By a momma on the daily had a Nigga well fed
All she ever did, tell him, "Use your head"
Think before you
I'mma whoop it like free
Have a pint, have a liter
This that dirty sweet tea
By three, I was just tryin' to grind on a G
Mane same time that Dr dre said
the drama, we're lookin' out for your baby's mama
Takin' risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on her
Life in the hood is all good for nobody
has taken place that we are governed by fools?
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We've had problems from self-appointed Gods from Bishops to MPs.
They've tried to ban our
taken my licks
Had lots of parties had all the kicks
I'm not often well
But, I ain't never been sick
Oh, can't teach an old dog new tricks
Can't teach
shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me
Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep
Save that motherfucker black, cause talk is cheap
And uh, since you got beef
I ain't fuckin' with you
Punk bitch think she real smart, runnin' that G
But talk is cheap hoe, spend some cash money with me
Look up when I pull
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