Tonalità: G# minor
Verse 1
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(Fuck in'
Beat Execz, nigga)
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(Slime) yeah
(Slatt)
Verse 2
Ohh
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Before I die I send my
prayers up to Heaven
I take the blame for my trials
I've been livin' too reckless
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Run down and shoot him in his shit,
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no, he ain't gotta come test me
I got this carbon in the car
and I'm a convicted felon
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I got this carbon in the car and I'm a
convicted felon (baow)
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I'm livin' on the main stage and
all my youngins be steppin'
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I'm on the road with Baby Joe,
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months ago he was my celly
He got a Tec up in this bitch,
it's cocked and loaded and ready
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He still a run up in yo' shit and take
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it all if you let him (yeah)
These niggas pussy as a bitch,
but once they throw it I catch it (bitch)
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Up with the Glock in front the club and, bitch,
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I'm sending a message (baow, baow)
And I'ma die behind this shit,
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at least I know where I'm headed
Fuck a hand, hold yo' own,
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ain't never break the code
For that cell, I stood alone, bitch,
now tell me who gon' fold?
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I admit, it left me cold,
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fucking 'round with these hoes
Need a one who down,
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just to be up that bitch a sell her soul
Money take over,
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walk through the valley with crack addicts
Jania tatted, gun on my side,
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survivor tactics
Counted up eighty bands,
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ain't finish school, no mathematics
No, we don't pick and choose,
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he break the rules, we let him have it
Verse 3
To all my niggas dead and gone,
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I'ma tell you I love you (love you)
I keep the chrome 'cause, bitch,
you know I don't trust you
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Steady be riding around,
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you know how me and my thugs do
Steady callin' my phone sayin'
these niggas won't touch you
Verse 4
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Every nigga with me got a stick
might think that we purging
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And we ready for to go get off in
some shit like it's urgent
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Quarter- mil lion dollar car parked
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on the block and I swerve it
Nigga said that he want smoke behind
who shot? I ain't heard it
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(I ain't heard it, bitch)
I'm ready 'fore to hear
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them words I drop a bag on 'em
All my niggas moving on my word
and they gon' smash on em
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Ain't come and look for you myself
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because I'm chasing money
But if you ever run into me
that's your ass
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To all my
Verse 5
niggas dead and gone,
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I'ma tell you I love you (love you)
I keep the chrome 'cause, bitch,
you know I don't trust you
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Steady be riding around,
Gb
you know how me and my thugs do
Steady callin' my phone sayin'
these niggas won't touch you
Verse 6
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To all my niggas dead and gone,
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I'ma tell you I love you
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I keep the chrome 'cause, bitch,
you know I don't trust you
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Steady be riding around,
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you know how me and my thugs do
Outro 1
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Steady callin' my phone sayin' these niggas won't touch you
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