| It really hurt me when they killed Shotty
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| I was locked down in my cell and I had to read about it
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| And when they killed Diddy, left him out in Philly
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| We was young and gettin' money, man we used to run the city
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| We was rockin' all them shows, f*ckin' all them hoes
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| And when they killed Darryl, Renee had to see him froze on the ground
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| Downtown, I can hear the sounds now
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| When she walked up to that casket seen her son and fell down
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| I drop tears for my n*ggas that ain’t here
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| And still think about you even though that it been years
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| Cause half the n*ggas that I grew up with is all dead
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| All this pain and all this stressin' I should have a bald head
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| Cause when my Aunt Rhonda died she looked Tock in his eyes
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| Saw death comin', when she seen it she just cried
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| Prolly part of the reason we drink and we get high
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| When I find the n*gga that killed my daddy know I’ma ride
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| Hope you hear me, I’ma kill you n*gga
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| To let you know that I don’t feel you n*gga
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| Yeah, you ripped my family apart and made my momma cry
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| So when I see you n*gga it’s gon' be a homicide
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| Cuz I was only a toddler, you left me traumatized
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| You made me man of the house and it was grindin' time
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| So I’ma let this flame hit you just to let this pain hit you
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| And for all them cloudy days I’ma let this rain hit you n*gga
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| I know
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| You ripped my family apart and made my momma cry
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| So when I see you n*gga it’s gon' be a homicide
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| I know
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| So I’ma let this flame hit you just to let this pain hit you
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| And for all them cloudy days I’ma let this rain hit you n*gga
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| And I ain’t ready
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| N*ggas wanna murder me I’m ridin' around heavy
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| I think they wanna wet me like New Orleans and the levees
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| But I got this mac elevy, these n*ggas'll never get me
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| Lord knows, I got alotta homies in the dirt
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| N*ggas sprayin' metal tryna take you off the earth
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| Really over nothin', tell me what it’s worth
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| Tryna take you out the game just to put you on a shirt
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| I Rose from the jungle like Derrick
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| Death to anybody that oppose my spirit
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| My future lookin' brighter than this Rolls I’m starin' at
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| We be runnin' trains on the hoes y’all cherish
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| Rest in peace to my n*ggas, I swear I miss them to death
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| My hammers sing murda music, I’ll let you listen to death
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| I’ll have you walk with the reaper when hollows rip through your chest
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| Cause if you throw 'em I throw back like Mitchell & Ness
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| I’m gone
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| I know
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| You ripped my family apart and made my momma cry
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| So when I see you n*gga it’s gon' be a homicide
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| I know
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| So I’ma let this flame hit you just to let this pain hit you
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| And for all them cloudy days I’ma let this rain hit you n*gga
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| Man my life so real
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| Last night I went to sleep and woke up with the chills
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| Started with a dollar, now I got a couple mil
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| And I make a hundred thousand every time a n*gga spill
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| Man I almost got murked in front of the same church
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| My dad got carried in, family got married in
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| That was in my older days, this is now, that was then
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| Had the block jumpin' for them dollars, Shawn Marion
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| Young n*gga gon' get my own that’s why I’m arrogant
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| Homie need the bail, for them bonds we’ll bury 'em
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| Lock 'em like a terrier, breakin' all barriers
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| Just to beat the trial we go miles like Darius
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| Cause cops tryna catch me, n*ggas tryna clap me
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| Haters runnin' at me, know they wanna get at me
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| And people got the nerve to ask why I don’t look happy
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| I did it for my n*ggas, and I did this sh*t for Kathy
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| I know
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| You ripped my family apart and made my momma cry
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| So when I see you n*gga it’s gon' be a homicide
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| I know
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| So I’ma let this flame hit you just to let this pain hit you
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| And for all them cloudy days I’ma let this rain hit you n*gga |