| I come straight up out the bottom
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| Have 50 with dope fiends and robbers
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| Every nigga on my team got a choppa
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| Screamin for fuck the coppas, head bustin and fed duckin
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| All we know, all we know
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| 30 round, LA shit, that’s all we know
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| Play, we get seen about
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| Take in a SK in the Sweeney house
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| 50 pounds in the backyard, watching out for the jack boys
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| Jump in the task force
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| I’d like to welcome yall to ridgecrest
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| And those old niggas round me still there
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| Its Cote Block to my very last breath
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| When my granny died, I think that’s when I shed my last tear nigga
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| You don’t feel how I feel cos you don’t live how I live nigga
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| And I got hundrin in my blood uh
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| Got bricks all in my crib nigga (Free my uncle)
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| Wut you know bout having bricks in your crib nigga
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| Talking so many you can build a crib nigga
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| Lil nigga
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| Hustling baby is all we know
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| Blinded by these cars and clothes
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| These streets got me caught up in this place
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| Tryna make it out and maintain
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| Everyday trap house
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| Trenacote, got them pounds in the masc
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| Can’t serve without a get go
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| I bought that murda nawf back out
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| We was standing in the hallways
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| Duckin feds, servin Js
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| R.I.P Lil Mike, they had to take that boy away
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| Then why everytime you see my people throw away?
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| Posted in the cut with the cut always
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| And I am a Murk nigga, rest in peace Jerry
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| I know these niggas wanna see me on the T-shirt
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| They wanna see me fall, but I land feet first
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| Don’t wanna see me ball bitch but I get work
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| Circle K gas station, we don’t smoke purp
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| All I blow is OG, kush and sip syrup
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| Trenacote Shawty, thee project baby
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| Prodigal of my environment, cause the bricks made me
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| Caught up in the game like a maze
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| Come out first thing, bought a chain and a case so a nigga start hatin
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| Go get em out the way, 81 lawyers
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| So forget about the case and we can keep thuggin
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| There’s a pistol on your waist
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| Let 'em know that mister don’t play and mister don’t miss
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| Cause case don’t jail, real niggas don’t snitch
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| With the fully automatic, wiping out yo whole key yea
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| I know niggas on the road on a very long trip
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| I know niggas sold they soul homie just to look rich
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| If it ain’t bout money then you know it’s bullshit
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| When them shoes get ugly that when niggas pull tricks
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| I’ve been round niggas thuggin ever since I was a legit
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| Since a juvenile I’ve been getting it how I live
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| When father get a job, nigga I will pay bills
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| You can say a couple raw boys, see me shootin real
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| I need to wrap it, nigga
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| The streets is so hot
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| The streets is so hot
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| We tryna make it out there
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| We tryna make it out there
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| But hustling is all we know
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| Blinded by the cars and clothes |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All We Know , by - Doe B. Song from the album Baby Jesus, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп