| Yeah, mm
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| Kid
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| Long live all my niggas gone
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| In these streets, for real
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| Livin' this I’m rappin' 'bout
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| 'Member what it used to be like, I was 17
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| 'Member what it used to be like, I was off the lean
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| 'Member what it used to be like, all I had, a dream
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| 'Member what it used to be like, we ain’t have a thing
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| But I turned into some shit that they all wanna be like
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| Ain’t gon' never get like this, 'cause you ain’t wanna be right
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| I make all the sacrifice so you live a better life
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| Somebody told me leave your legacy while you still alive
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| Somebody told me leave your legacy while you still alive
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| I wonder what it would be like if G-Fazo was still alive
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| 'Member when Kobe died, I drank that shit, roll out the bottle
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| We went to war for 'Raq when effie was here, but he had a body
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| We gon' fall out, but this rap shit, wonder what Slim woulda felt about it?
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| Turned all the way up in this rap shit, but I wish Cap was right here beside me
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| Now a moment of silence (Now a moment of silence)
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| Way we grew up, all we knew was violence
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| 2012, we was strapped, used to play with them bitches like violins
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| We didn’t even get to make it back safe and we hearing the sirens
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| We gon' get put with the opps son when their phones, wildin
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| Matter of fact, fuck that, if they want smoke, we can dial in
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| Just on the low, we gon' pull a vino or a pile in
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| And we ain’t broke no more, l’ll do ya, end up on an island
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| Tryin', so my niggas get rich, though
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| Keep it on my hip, what it’s here for
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| They be shooting dice with this info
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| Tenfold stack with his hands full
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| Fuck a nigga bitch like a nympho
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| Been in the streets since the info
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| Draco make 'em duck like limbo
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| Leave 'em stretched out, no limo
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| Know I’ma stay one-fifty
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| Fifty on the chain, one-fifty
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| You this gang-gang one-fifty
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| From the toe, big ass 50's
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| They don’t want no little as glizzy
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| Better at least put thirty in it
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| I ain’t gon' lie, this shit serious
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| These lil' niggas here 'bout they business
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| They in this shit tryna finish
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| I got real niggas doing sentences, they in that bitch tryna finish I’ma help
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| put on for my hood and my city while smoking OG in Givenchy
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| I was smelling like pot, so at school I was seventeen, they gave a niggaa
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| detention
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| Went to school, had to dip, hit the lick with seventeen niggas, we greet 'em
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| with tension
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| And big bro' was ready to park by the school till I left just, in case he was
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| itchy
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| Free Gill, these niggas is snitchin'
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| Long live Playboy, niggas bitches
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| Free T Slick, I miss him Free
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| Lil Way, he innocent
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| No Limit Gang
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| And still doing this shit independent, ya dig?
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| And I iced out these pointers big
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| Bitches gon' only get bigger, ya dig?
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| But niggas are only gon' get richer, ya dig?
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| My fans, they gotta pay for a picture, ya dig?
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| Just support a niggaa, ya dig
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| Y’all know I’m on a mission, kid
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| Gotta move on, I be on my way, I’ma miss you, kid
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| I gotta keep getting money
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| If you get in my way, hope you kissed the kid goodbye |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Remember , by - G Herbo. Song from the album Sessions, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп