| Ayy, how I’m 'posed to tell my youngin go to school
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| When they just caught him at the lightrail, stripped him for his jewels, huh?
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| How I’m 'posed to tell my auntie not to use
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| When she ain’t got no other means or methods to numb abuse?
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| I know your pain, baby
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| But look at all the other shit you overcame, baby
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| In search of love, only reason why we gangbangin'
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| Dove in them bloody waters, granny can’t save me
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| It’s how the game made me
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| If you ain’t slid for your woes, can’t respect that (Gangland)
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| Raised a rodent like my own and I regret that (Gangland)
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| Thought the bitch chosed on him, intercept that (Uh-huh)
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| Your brudda slid in a remodel with a check trap
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| Ayy, can you smell it through the wrapper, this a fresh pack
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| If you convince him just to rap it, that’s a death trap
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| Your partner text you 'bout a murder, never text back
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| Shout out the niggas yellin', «Mozzy, bring Mess back»
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| I was only worth a hundred when I left Sac' (On God)
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| And now it’s multiple millions, they ain’t expect that (On God)
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| If you don’t transfer the wire, I come collect that
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| Forever Fourth, ain’t no way I’m gon' neglect that
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| Bitch, my gang affiliation got me feelin' kaydas
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| I bet it leave an exit wound after penetratin'
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| Fuckin' 'round at G-O-D, we ain’t intimidated
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| I’m built for it, this the process of elimination
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| Ayy, how I’m 'posed to tell my youngin go to school
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| When they just caught him at the lightrail, stripped him for his jewels, huh?
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| How I’m 'posed to tell my auntie not to use
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| When she ain’t got no other means or methods to numb abuse?
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| I know your pain, baby
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| But look at all the other shit you overcame, baby
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| In search of love, only reason why we gangbangin'
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| Dove in them bloody waters, granny can’t save me
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| It’s how the game made me
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| Yeah, naked ladies 'cause they smack harder
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| This red rag’ll introduce you to the black-hearted
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| Slidin' Regal with utensils off of jack artists
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| Back to back blammy cases on the last charges, fuck it though
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| 'Cause I got niggas in the bounty never comin' home
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| Not guilty, goggles, some slacks, and a little button-on
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| We was sellin' dope to the family like it was nothin' wrong
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| Pull up on the side of your vehicle, throw a hundred stones
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| Woah, is that lil' bro out front the corner store?
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| I told him go to school, he said they got him where the suckers go
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| Almost had to burn a nigga twice, made him tuck and roll
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| Ain’t no longevity in it, just being a hundred though
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| These niggas go to pointing fingers after taking trips
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| Should’ve took it on the chin, you did some mainy shit
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| I love you, auntie, never blame you for the way you live
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| You gotta get yourself together 'fore they take your kid
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| Ayy, how I’m 'posed to tell my youngin go to school
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| When they just caught him at the lightrail, stripped him for his jewels, huh?
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| How I’m 'posed to tell my auntie not to use
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| When she ain’t got no other means or methods to numb abuse?
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| I know your pain, baby
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| But look at all the other shit you overcame, baby
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| In search of love, only reason why we gangbangin'
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| Dove in them bloody waters, granny can’t save me
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| It’s how the game made me |