| Load up, young nigga, load up, young nigga
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| Load up, young nigga, load
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| Pour up one, nigga, pour up one, nigga
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| Pour up one, nigga, pour
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| Roll up, young nigga, roll up, young nigga
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| Roll up, maybe three or four
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| Post up, young nigga, post up, young nigga
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| Post up right there by the store
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| Toast up, young nigga, toast up, young nigga
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| Toast up, young nigga, toast
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| And he don’t wanna hurt nobody, he just want some money
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| So don’t nobody move tonight, yeah
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| Nobody listens to his story, death was here before me
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| So don’t nobody move tonight, yeah
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| Good nigga did some shit up in the past that he don’t wanna mention
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| His partner died right in front of him, he ain’t been the same since
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| He beefin' and he out on bond, but he ain’t trippin' he still wanna spin it
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| Thinkin' back, he seen like seven homies gone who he won’t see again
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| Them pistols on him dirty, but he still won’t trade 'em
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| His baby mama trippin', say she need a lil' paper
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| He don’t know what to do, he walk back and forth pacin'
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| He say before he sell 'em, it’ll be home invasion
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| The hood familiar with the kid, he the heart of the south
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| And he don’t know who killed his brother, murder still unsolved
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| His uncle put his cousin on, he thinkin' 'bout takin' him off
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| His cousin serve him all the time, he know his sack in his drawers
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| His cousin serve him all the time, he know the racks in the car
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| It’s kinda easy, he be high, he always lackin' on bars
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| Somebody loves you
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| I know what you goin' through
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| You need someone to talk to
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| Weight of the world is on you
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| Load up, young nigga, load up, young nigga
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| Load up, young nigga, load
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| Pour up one, nigga, pour up one, nigga
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| Pour up one, nigga, pour
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| Roll up, young nigga, roll up, young nigga
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| Roll up, maybe three or four
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| Post up, young nigga, post up, young nigga
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| Post up right there by the store
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| You catch one more felony, then you doin' life
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| I’m just tryna preach and tell you that it’s more to life
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| You tryna change, but they still hold you on your past life
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| Ain’t ate in days, you’re stressin', fuckin' up your appetite
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| Asked God once, you said, «Fuck it, I’ma ask him twice»
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| If you ask a third time, you know that you not askin' nice
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| Cousin gave you one dime, why the fuck he got on all this ice?
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| His uncle taxin' him, give his cousin a better price
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| If he hit this one lick, he feel like his whole future bright
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| Never worked on calls, but the ghetto left him traumatized
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| Before he know it, his uncle pullin' up on him
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| And droppin' ten bags off, he ain’t know that was comin'
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| He feelin' good, he been hustlin', gave his girl a lil' money
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| Said he gon' die or go to jail, they try to take somethin' from him
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| He had found out who killed his brother, he put like two of 'em under
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| Thoughts on robbin' unc' and cuz, but he had love for both of 'em (So that’s
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| all)
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| Load up, young nigga, load up, young nigga
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| Load up, young nigga, load
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| Pour up one, nigga, pour up one, nigga
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| Pour up one, nigga, pour
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| Roll up, young nigga, roll up, young nigga
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| Roll up, maybe three or four
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| Post up, young nigga, post up, young nigga
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| Post up right there by the store
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| Toast up, young nigga, toast up, young nigga
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| Toast up, young nigga, toast
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| And he don’t wanna hurt nobody, he just want some money
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| So don’t nobody move tonight, yeah
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| Nobody listens to his story, death was here before me
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| So don’t nobody move tonight, yeah |