| Light this spliff to keep me sane, I watch my homies change
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| Pourin' up this drank, but I’m still feelin' pain
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| How could you turn yo back on, real ones
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| Street don’t love nobody, no loyalty in 'em
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| Devoted my life to ya, oh okay
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| Devoted my life to ya, throw that way
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| Won’t be condonin' none of that sucka shit
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad you don’t hear me
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad you don’t feel me
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad you feel me
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad you don’t hear me
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad yeah
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| Selfish mufucka, selfish mufucka
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| But you ballin' like its '99 in the summertime at the Rucker
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| You ain’t ask me one time bout mom, nieces or brother
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| That greed’ll have a nigga not appreciatin' nothin'
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| Feelin' like ya owe 'em somethin' yes Lord enough
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| Where was you when I caught that case, hard times I call a nigga bluff
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| I prayed to the big God told 'em fam I’ma stay focused
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| Remove anybody mean me no good and I ain’t notice
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| Never thought that it would be my goddamn homie
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| Never thought that you would be that goddamn phony
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| Hurt real real bad real real bad I’m tweakin'
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| Hurt real real bad like right now as we speakin'
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| Light the spliff to keep me sane I watch my homies change
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| Pourin' up this drank but I’m still feelin' pain
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| How could you turn yo back on, real ones
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| Street don’t love nobody, no loyalty in 'em
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| Devoted my life to ya, oh okay
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| Devoted my life to ya, throw that way
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| Won’t be condonin' none of that sucka shit
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad you don’t hear me
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad you don’t feel me
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad you feel me
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad you don’t hear me
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad yeah
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| Know a hundred niggas done shot somethin' seen a hundred niggas tote it
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| Fold it, when a nigga they say they loved, once was the homie
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| So that don’t make you real to me
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| Where ya at when kids in need
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| Where ya at when family callin'
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| You comin or is you stallin, I’m right there for anyday
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| Always done been like that, try you they try me
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| Never had shit but yo back, bitches be so ungrateful
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| Turn to straight mutts for rats, niggas be steady hatin'
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| No more hustlin' rather count up ya sack
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| Where they at? |
| I’m tryna dodge the bull
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| How does it hurt, I was
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| Life on the life, life on the line for the crew
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| Put my life on the line, life on the line for you
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| Light the spliff to keep me sane I watch my homies change
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| Pourin' up this drank but I’m still feelin' pain
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| How could you turn yo back on, real ones
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| Street don’t love nobody, no loyalty in 'em
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| Devoted my life to ya, oh okay
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| Devoted my life to ya, throw that way
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| Won’t be condonin' none of that sucka shit
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad you don’t hear me
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad you don’t feel me
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad you feel me
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad you don’t hear me
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| Hurt real real bad hurt real real bad yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hurt Real Bad , by - Trouble. Song from the album Edgewood, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп