| Lawyer wanted 100 sum thousands
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| Cracker taxed me I paid it
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| Give a fuck ‘bout no money
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| Just want my niggas to make it
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| Cracker came right back
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| For another 200 bands
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| Make sure my nigga and them straight
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| That’s all that I kept sayin'
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| 300 thousand and all fuck it I paid it again
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| If I don’t fuck with you I don’t
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| So once I’m in, I’m in
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| The cracker told me like this
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| We’ll make sure you ain’t get straight
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| I told em make sure all of us straight
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| Or get the fuck off the case
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| Shit, I ain’t going to play with your money
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| So don’t you play with that life
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| I don’t give a fuck if we wrong
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| I’m going to war like we right
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| My brother told me when I was little
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| Don’t run with niggas unless you love ‘em
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| Don’t turn your back on your niggas
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| You supposed to ride in the struggle
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| Nigga I was taught how to shine
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| But I was built for the rain
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| Fuck niggas they do all the time
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| But real niggas don’t change
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| I’ll never do it unless I meant it
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| You won’t owe me shit in return
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| I never waiver for nothing
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| This real shit I stay firm
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| Would they have done it for me
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| Nigga it don’t fucking matter
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| I was able to do it for them
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| To me thats all that fucking matters
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| Ain’t supposed to ride when it’s sunny
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| And then hide when it’s dark
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| My love don’t come from the pain
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| My nigga it come from the heart
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| I know some niggas with millions
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| Left their dog in the dark
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| Don’t give a fuck how it turned out
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| Nigga that’s what it was
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| Don’t need no Plies you’re real
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| No pat’s on the backs, no I love ya
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| Like my big brother told me
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| Nigga if I’m fo' ya I’m fo' ya
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| When you was hiding from the crackers
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| I let you hide in my house
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| Nigga I gave you my bed
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| Nigga I slept on the couch
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| Nigga I’d do it again
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| Cause that’s what it’s supposed to be ‘bout
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| Cause when you niggas they need you
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| You supposed to help niggas out
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| You ain’t neva paid me for that
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| You ain’t neva gave me no money
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| Your money ain’t good with me
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| You was my nigga so I done it
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| Remember my brother got jammed
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| And neighbors with six of his dogs
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| Told me don’t bond him out
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| Cause I got all six of my dogs
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| I remember like you was yesterday
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| Realest shit I ever heard
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| When I think about lord
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| Till I remember the work
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| Goddamn larger my nigga
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| Ain’t supposed to pay you for that
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| We supposed to ride for each other
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| We need no money for that
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| My momma fed me off bad checks
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| Beat my ass cuz she love me
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| One thing she never said
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| Is that I owed her something
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| If I ever did something for ya
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| My nigga it came from the heart
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| Was looking for nothing in return
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| I mean that shit swear to God |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Did it Outta Luv, artist - Plies. Album song Da Last Real N*gga Left 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп