| Supportin that we all guiding us ah?
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| Them lil niggas out in the world lost nowadays
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| Lil nigga from a small city
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| 17, he playin 4 door, roll with it
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| Lil nigga, major plans after school finish
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| All he ever want is Chevy with some boom in it
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| Lil nigga all A’s and some cool grace
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| Them niggas is homies, phonies, they parted ways
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| All because the lil nigga focused on his grades
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| Doin the college visits to Florida State
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| Lil nigga got his mind right
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| Doin it for us, mama promised her that better life
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| Mama Christian, a firm believer, she love Christ
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| Damn shame daddy strung off off that hard white
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| Old girl steady going through and
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| See a crime, bills piling, how she gonna do it?
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| Lil nigga watch him mad as a motherfucker
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| Lil nigga fed up with section 8 struggles
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| So lil nigga tryna make a way
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| Said fuck it, ain’t no choices, got his mind made
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| Called his cousin, that lil nigga told him crime pays
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| Lil nigga like whatever to get my mom straight
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| Started sellin nickel bags and bought a .38
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| Like fuck a case, lil nigga started seein cake
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| After a while it’s like tradition on a daily base
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| Skippin school fool heavy gang affiliate
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| By this time lil nigga on some other shit
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| Lil nigga thuggin, motherfuck a scholarship
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| Rollin with a clique, he took the choice to follow them
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| Whole future gone, lil nigga had a gift
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| Lil nigga smoke a purp blunt
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| All he wanna do is murk something
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| Lil nigga keep his 5 with him
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| Getting lil money, keep a 9 clipper
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| Lil nigga ruined by society
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| Lil nigga screw up his priorities
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| Lil nigga took in by that peer pressure
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| Started getting money, make the flicks jealous
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| Grind away, them niggas want his head
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| Price on that lil nigga — couple grand
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| At first, that lil nigga wanted by the feds
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| Them other niggas talkin crazy how they want him dead
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| It was 9 o’clock on a Friday
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| Lil nigga trappin where his mom stay
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| Couple lil niggas in the driveway
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| Lil nigga mama gone, she’ll be back at 8
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| Couple hours passed, youngin like it’s getting late
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| Lil nigga said he home but shit let’s make a shape
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| Plus mama called like know how them niggas off in the place
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| So lil nigga grabbed his pistol and his .38
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| Pullin up his pants, daps to his homies
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| Walked out the do', black truck, creep slowly
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| Window rolled down, 4 masked goonies
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| Lil nigga slippin so they letting off the Uzi
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| Shots started firin, 2 to the head
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| Damn, lil nigga dead |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lil Nigga (Interlude) , by - Ace Hood. Song from the album Starvation 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп