Lyrics:
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
problems
We come with them choppas
They call us the Ladder Boys
Cause we get it poppin
We don't do no robbin, all we do is grind
Hustle from the muscle nigga
no saint either I feel that I'm even doing wrong by using this chorus to get through this song
[Chorus: x2]
[Trick Daddy]
You know y'all going
even doing wrong by usin this chorus to get through this song
[Chorus: x2]
You know y'all going to mess around and complain about slavery that was
the difference when it comes to us, we know the test
You put your heart and soul in music, that's the shit we won't forget
I won't fall I slip not
I'll give this
pumped
Thinkin' you thug and you jump, nigga, you goin' get stomped.
And we goin' shut this whole thang down
Going out with a big bang, pow!
you gon' man up to our charges, now you truckin' tails
Lawyer made you switch the deal, but you could just man up for real
Don't know why you say some
mean? We all thought you died, so we tried to get clean
We sold everything that we own, except for the kids and this phone
But he tells her to listen, Let
go back in time wouldn't have it no other way
The morning we conceived lady bugs was in the crib
Remember asking my girl, what's the meaning of this
mout', listen
You can't educate man about bagging up
I've been doing this ting from day one and I
Can't say one guy that I think's catching up
So boy
brother's name
I'm a change the way I live my life dedicate this to Richard Kyte
A wild boy at heart that never gave up on a fight
A wild boy that passed
I'm out here maturing (Listen to your heart)
Fuck it, let another year go by
cnd by this time my songs are blowing up, I'm out all the time
Then one
so you don't get weak
I know a man named Hank
He has more rhymes than a serious bank
So come on Hank, sing that song,
To the rhythm of the boogie,
you know it's tension, don't come 'round me like it's good
I got street smarts and you can't get this out no book
I can't right my wrongs, but I can
Life's too short, so we gotta turn up
Man talk on my ting for the 'Gram, it's intrusive
I never really thought 'bout taking a life
'Til I found out my
smoking on purple
Get the fuck out my trap boy you making me nervous
Hit the frat house go collect me a bag
She can't suck me up never her head was so trash
alive
You wouldn't kill or won't let nothin' die, so keep it movin'
Sawed-off shotgun, shoot through your shoulderblade
Bitch-made niggas get, hit
(what)
How us young black thugs made history
We be some tru niggas on the rise
And we gonna ball till we fall
Two shots to my dead niggas on the wall
doin' the same shit?
We say we do it for our baby but we don't
We do it for us, it's lust
'Cause neither one of us trusts each other so we fuck 'til we
said it wouldn't be love
But we felt the rush (Fell in love)
It made us believe it was only us (Only us)
Convinced we were broken
Inside, yeah, inside,
Struggle made us strong
So we breakin through the chains
Knew it wouldn't be long
Till we see a change gotta be loud
So they hear us when we sang
Get
This 2021 we prioritizing routines so when it's time to get to it
It's automatic
Winter summer spring and fall believe I'm at best
Cause I never get
choked you out and made you bleed?
Who else ever pointed out when you eatin' that you wink?
This some real shit girl, I'm talking to the hand
I still
out how to play this piano on my own. And I was also a good singer, so I remember them constantly asking me to sing along with the radio at home.
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