| Don’t real niggas die, in god we return
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| But respect the real though, feel that
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| Young Thugs You better watch your back before you get yourself mugged
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| Cause niggas 'round here ain’t gon' show u no love
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| Them niggas ain’t no friend to you
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| All them niggas wanna do is put a end to you
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| Look at the future, look into the eyes of the men that might shoot ya
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| Even your best friend might do ya
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| Why take a chance on a man just because he shake your hand
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| Them same niggas kill for a grand and i don’t understand
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| All that friendship shit is played out
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| You better wake up before you be layed out
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| I know u smoke weed with’em and you trust’em like your brother
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| But he ain’t your brother
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| Nigga listen to your mother
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| You walk around like you big and bad nigga
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| If you was in jail you might be fag nigga
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| How can i love you, you don’t love yourself
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| You play the game raw fool and its bad for your health
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| Now whats a friend what a patner
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| How do tell who’s an imposter
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| A nigga you see rarely could be diggin down your bitch daily
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| It scares me
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| My little brothers in that situation
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| Ther’s clowns hangin' round because there’s paper in this occupation
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| I done warned ya, the same one you tote wit'
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| Sell your little dope wit'
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| Or get your fuckin' throat slit
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| Wanna be a hustler nigga? |
| holla at me, there’s rules to the game
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| First of all don’t FUCK wit' the lame
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| I used to hit the block, Glock cock stone in my matchbox
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| Hollerin' at them hoes
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| Pullin' flights on po-pos
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| But now im Hollaway
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| With the GC’s until my diein' day
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| There’s freedom on the streets if you cherish it try to stay
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| Think about when I stood that may be left when i was foldin' my few
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| Just tryin' to see who lyin' me when i was told that i knew
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| Boldin' my crew between the edge of my future with no return
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| On any hella-heart in the flesh but no concern, burn
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| Rainy nights and waterfalls
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| To walk away on a date my daughter call
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| Y’all tryin' make a way to slaughter y’all
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| Even though we held up rukus before the battle
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| Made it through pistol poppin' unlockin' i saw your shadow standin'
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| Next to me wit just a clip
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| Flallin' beside me couldn’t resist to flip
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| You held me down but yet we missed a ship
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| Reachin' out abusin' my purpose to guide the night crew
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| Notice that I’m a part of your blood and what i might do |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Young Thugs (feat. Hollaway, Popeye and Jabo), artist - C-Murder. Album song Trapped In Crime, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп