| Shout out to my nigga with that cup of Henny
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| I see you
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| If you got problems like I got problems
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| Then you better pray
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| 'Cause I don’t know what tomorrow might bring
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| But I’m focused on today
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| Yeah, yeah
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| From A-Town to New York, niggas die, like, every day
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| Shout out to them eses banging out of L. A
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| Eazy-E forever, nigga, N.W.A
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| UGK forever, nigga, Pimp, rest in peace
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| Life is like a dice game, I hope I never crap out
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| I tell you what I seen, sixteen with the strap out
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| Niggas selling dreams, lean, weed at the trap house
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| Bitches charging fees for the pussy, then she tap out
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| We out here chasing dreams, nigga, nigga, fuck a handout
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| And just because I couldn’t break bread, I ain’t your fam now?
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| And just because I made a better situation, niggas get to hating
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| Wait a minute, momma, momma, pray for me
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| 'Cause death could be around the way
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| Got me in the booth with the clip, by my hip today
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| Facts only, fuck writing checks, nigga, cash only
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| Trying to get my niggas straight, living in the moment
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| James
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| If you got problems like I got problems
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| Then you better pray
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| 'Cause I don’t know what tomorrow might bring
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| But I’m focused on today
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Niggas let women run they relationship
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| Nigga, get your dick back, act like a man again
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| You wanna eat? |
| Then move your feet, my nigga, you a mannequin
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| On Henny in that Skywalker, feeling like
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| These blogs feel like police, the way that they attacking me
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| The police feel like blogs with these questions that they asking me
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| No dad, living fast, a black Trinidadian
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| And if I wasn’t rapping, nigga, I’d probably start trafficking
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| Made it out the trap and I won’t promise I won’t trap again
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| No disrespect, momma, your nigga just being real
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| The realest that I’ve ever been
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| You won’t believe the things these eyes seen
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| From moving on the scene and living out my dream
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| The brokest niggas richer and all the richest niggas scheme
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| Coming up, being rich was, nigga, just a dream
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| But now I see for what it is, I just wanna be real
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| Fuck that
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| I say, fuck that
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| I say, fuck that
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| Nigga, I just wanna be real
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| If you got problems like I got problems
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| Then you better pray
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| 'Cause I don’t know what tomorrow might bring
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| But I’m focused on today
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| Yeah, yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Henny Cup$ , by - Trinidad Jame$. Song from the album The Wake Up 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп