Ghetto Angels
FBE Freq
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I just gotta feel that hoe No cap, gang DoubleM gang I know my ghetto angels watching over me As I pray and ask the lord for my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I know my soul be free Cuz I’ve been hoping by that time that you’ll come rescue me Lost my little cousin to the weapons One shot dead and gone Got so much pain hurting me I can’t get no sleep But I know my ghetto angels watching over me Yeah I know my ghetto angels watching over me Until the end of time you gotta ride If I call you my little brother then you gotta slide Don’t give a f*ck we gon stick up and might catch homicides To tell the trust ain’t been the same since my little brother died You wonder why a nigga going so hard Every fucking day Gotta make the money gotta stack it every single way I’m talking about everyday and every week, gotta go hard Everyday I’m in the stu. know I’m going hard Can’t tell no lie I swear to God I miss my dead homies I know some bitches that will take the wheel and steel from me Hang with them killers so you better watch how you approach me Not tryna die young so I’m posted with this lead on me I had to tell my little shawty don’t panic This ain’t the titanic But me and my crew, we do damage I stole her heart like a bandit And my little shawty a savage Yeah she classy and ratchet No rubber band she elastic I like it natural not plastic And ima keep going Got my twin on the side of me In the studio, know we working up right on the beats Yeah on the beats Late night, we creep We make sure that we eat You gon sow what you reap Snakes in the grass but it feels like the mower broke I’m letting the hammer go Talk all that shit nigga we can stand toe to toe Yeah we can go blow for blow I’m in my bag, a young nigga want some more I’m letting the Tommy go Hopped off the porch started writing some songs These niggas hate cuz I won’t put them on Yeah R.I.P. my cousin Malvin you know say R.I.P. Lélé, R.I.P. Eric Garner, Trayvon Martin, Sandra Bland Long Live Man-Man R.I.P. Huey I know my ghetto angels watching over me As I pray and ask the lord for my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I know my soul be free Cuz I’ve been hoping by that time that you’ll come rescue me Lost my little cousin to the weapons One shot dead and gone Got so much pain hurting me I can’t get no sleep But I know my ghetto angels watching over me Yeah I know my ghetto angels watching over me Until the end of time you gotta ride If I call you my little brother then you gotta slide Don’t give a f*ck we gon stick up and might catch homicides To tell the trust ain’t been the same since my little brother died You wonder why a nigga going so hard Every fucking day Gotta make the money gotta stack it every single way I’m talking about everyday and every week, gotta go hard Everyday I’m in the stu. know I’m going hard
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