| I come before these bitches
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| My niggas handle business
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| They always hold me down
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| That’s why I love my niggas
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| They always got my back
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| My niggas gon' bust they straps
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| My niggas don’t leave no witness
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| That’s why I love my niggas
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| Strictly Only Brothers, fuck the rest 'cause we don’t need 'em
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| We don’t really start shit and we don’t run from it either
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| Hit your bitch and I fucked, nah nigga I don’t need her
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| All my niggas got straps, totin' shit like it’s legal
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| Moms on her own, owe my whole life to her
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| Man you niggas ain’t slidin', I been all night crusin'
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| And y’all never on y’all block, I been all night through it
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| We be hooping with them straps, bitch we on sight shootin'
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| S-O-B the gang, that’s them niggas y’all can’t fuck with
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| Talkin' cash shit, dark shade on the buff tint
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| Save that ass for last 'cause I’m worried 'bout a buck bitch
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| Ice up on my wrist like I’m rockin' with a puck bitch
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| But it’s good though 'cause I gotta keep a pole on me
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| I be damned if a pussy nigga up the score on me
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| Bangin' on your bitch like D-Butter on that four-fifty
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| Talkin' cash shit 'cause these commas, bitch we blow plenty
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| I come before these bitches
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| My niggas handle business
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| They always hold me down
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| That’s why I love my niggas
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| They always got my back
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| My niggas gon' bust they straps
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| My niggas don’t leave no witness
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| That’s why I love my niggas
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| Y’all remember that white laptop I used to have?
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| Man, I swear that bitch made a nigga who I am
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| We used to skip school, smoke weed, and write raps
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| And now I’m puttin' on for the ones that had my back
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| Some couldn’t stay down and now they not around
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| Every time I’m on the radio I know you niggas smile
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| You probably want to holler 'cause you know it’s been a while
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| It’s already too late, I don’t trust you niggas now
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| I’ll run a hundred plus miles for my niggas that stayed down
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| I vow to never switch on my brothers, nigga now
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| Knock 'em down, Trae Pound Trae Pound, knock 'em down
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| Over them I’ll go to war, and then I’ll go to trial
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| Never open my lips, keep them things on stitch, I won’t snitch
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| My niggas will do the same, that’s for the fact I love them
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| K-I-L-F-M-B, I keep it lit for my brothers that keep it lit for me, yee
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| I come before these bitches
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| My niggas handle business
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| They always hold me down
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| That’s why I love my niggas
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| They always got my back
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| My niggas gon' bust they straps
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| My niggas don’t leave no witness
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| That’s why I love my niggas
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| I got you lil brother, you good, I’ma help you take over the hood
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| What you need on the jugg, I got a fiend of the cook
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| Finally made it where we 'posed to be but look what it took
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| Half the posse is booked, the other half is deceased
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| Gangland, we had a real war in these streets
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| (I heard they lookin' for me), I ain’t tripping, I keep it
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| That’s the type of shit that turn a boy to a demon
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| I’m turnin' corners with my people, blowin' on this Keisha
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| Killers at your house, you can tell the way they linger
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| Revenge is my sweetest joy next to sippin' ether
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| Revenge is my sweetest joy next to sippin' ether
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| It’s hard for me to tame another man, niggas heathen
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| Caught your ass in traffic, you makin' it too easy
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| Brother said he caught the body for me, I believe him
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| Hey I owe you one, it’s automatic, he need you
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| I come before these bitches
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| My niggas handle business
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| They always hold me down
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| That’s why I love my niggas
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| They always got my back
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| My niggas gon' bust they straps
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| My niggas don’t leave no witness
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| That’s why I love my niggas
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| That’s why I love my niggas
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| That’s why I love my niggas
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| That’s why I love my niggas, oh yeah |