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I don't read the XXL |
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Told em 45 the church think I'm destined for hell oh well |
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Blood tears off the face of my Jesus Piece |
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It's bloodshed feel the cracks in my city streets |
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I'm from the crack of them city streets |
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Used to sell crack in them city streets born in Blood nigga |
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In a coma five days life of a thug nigga |
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Momma ain't show grandma almost pulled the plugged the nigga |
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Used to pull the gun out just because of cause niggas |
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Five shots to the head cause I'm a Blood nigga |
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Nuttin' brewing but suwoo'ing where the f**k I'm from |
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You lucky if you make it out of Compton ask Andre Young |
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Smell the scent of dead bodies ridin' down Green Leaf |
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No peace so don't get caught up with no piece |
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F**k Fatburger we cooking that real beef |
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Momma's mourning they sons I'm talking real grief |
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Real funerals of them lost Juveniles |
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Trying to be generals be missing your dinner now huh |
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Say it's a blessing when you die in ya sleep |
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Cause the coroner don't need no sheets capishe |
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I'm sayin' stop playing wrap him up in what he lay in |
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Fold a nigga arms now a caskets what he pray in Compton streets raised me |
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Can't tell my grandma nothing bout her baby you crazy |
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I said she see no evil |
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She gonna knock it at all |
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You want to see tomorrow you promise not to talk |
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Say we on our way now I'm a see you again |
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And when they ask you questions you just answer |
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What happened then |
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What happened then |
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I live this life at a pace that anyone can go |
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Know your place and dedicate your role to the faith that you'll die alone |
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Trace your steps when I do step in a fire of broken bones |
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And I require my heart's desire and when I reap what I sew |
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I bought my momma a Benz my boobie a jag |
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A cut for my dogs with a roof full of glass |
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But still I be feeling like none of my light never casts |
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Out of that black cloud that's been watered down since my first chopper blast |
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But f**k that I'm not worried even when discouraged |
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Skirt off makin' them hurt off I should have hurt them in a hurry |
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Dirt off all under my fingers dirt all of 'em gon is gone |
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Shirt off when precesure resuscitation came early |
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I need you to keep quiet as a mouse |
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Which is ironic cause rats is what I'm talking about |
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I'm hearin the sonics of gun fire |
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The whispers the silent cries even though I know it's an eye for an eye |
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You want to go to Compton Nigga I'll take you there |
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Hough City bodies get burnt butt-naked here |
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Respect the code a nigga's calling from the pen |
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Colombian neck-ties on the outside from within |
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And then your momma never see you again |
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Casket to never wake up plastered in MAC make-up huh |
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Niggas can't hear you talking from the sky |
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And only five year olds see your ghost when you die no lie |
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Call my catchers up to all you head honchos |
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2 Dome shots in that head Griselda Blanco |
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Shit get real though inside the Foxhills though |
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Nigga living that fast life and get killed slow |
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Ask Wack and Draws if a nigga run the streets |
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My grandmother's friends says said You niggas had never wanted peace |
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Los Angeles I'm the motherf**king king here |
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No first 48 cause motherf**kers don't sing here |