(feat. Young Dro)
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[Speaking:]
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Say mel and t mayne
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I'm a make a nigga feel on this
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[Pre-rap:]
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Top and bottom never walk in my neighborhood
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(south baton rouge)
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The candy lady out of business cause they take her goods
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Play with me it's guaranteed, oooooohhh, I'm a lay ya down
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Gotta watch my back across my tracks god know I know these clowns
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[Chorus:]
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God know I know
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I feel like can't nobody f**k with me
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God got my back so
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Lil boosie keep his mind at ease
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And god kno I kno
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That somebody gon hate on me
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But god kno I'm thug so
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U kno lil boosie go and get skeet
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[Verse 1:]
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Now god know my situation, he know what I be facin
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He know I'm so impatient when it come to money makin
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From school, to the blocks, from the tool, to the rocks
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For the lil nigga with that glock ridin aroun d in somethin hot
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Now it's bout time we hit our knees and tell god truth
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Can't stop the way we livin just help us make it through
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When I die take me through, up to heaven up with you
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Gotta holla at my daddy and my nigga griles to
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And god kno
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And god know I'm thug life, u f**kin right
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So if nigga play with me of the op I gotta get him right
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And god got my back so, when I act wow
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I'm comin home safely through the back do
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The murder rate is sky high, nigga holla ride or die
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These youngin sling that iron it ain't no mo takin pride
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So put yo fist up in yo pockets and them bullets in the chamber
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Cause niggas slingin iron like the lone ranger
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Mayne it's murder murder kill kill on the corner where the marijuana followed by the bill
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Some niggas cut by delja, some niggas cut by chill, some niggas eat them delpids and some
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niggas eat them pills
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Gotta get it how I live in the southside
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I'm thuggin with my cow hide
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I'm fresh when I come outside
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You talk shit got hog tied
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God know I know these niggas
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Don't make me show these niggas
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Pray for these niggas keep me away from these niggas
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And I
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2:]
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God kno all the killas
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He done walked with all them niggas
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He done talked with all them niggas
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Before they went sparked them trigger
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He ain't tear ya up in church, but god pretty eyes done covered up some dirt
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Plus he kept a thug alert
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For these bitch ass niggas, these haters these rapists
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These niggas in the swamp swear to god they alligators
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Me an my niggas paper chasers (shit) we ain't stuntin
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We do wat we gotta do, to get that money
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And god kno my past
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I'm itchin to kill, gimme a reason I will
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I'll end up grippin a steal
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And god kno my temper
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My temper like a bubble
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You bust it you in trouble
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Only god kno, it's hard yo, I'll lay up in ya yard wow
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I'll camouflage myself with my camouflage cargo
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The street ain't promised to us niggas in that dirty south
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Thas why I'm ridin with that nine I'm tryin make it out
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And it's hard to live, I'm a community where ain't no f**kin unity
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They always say I'm dead they try to ruin me
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So boosie be on other shit
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Like jew-el-r-is and poppin chris
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And mac on u a model bitch
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Had a hoe that swallow dick
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Since 12 I saw alot of shit god kno I kno
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Witness a man get straight sprayed right in front of the store
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So I get a blunt and I roll it, hit the block actin a donkey
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Killin my own people, servin my own uncles
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And I
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[Chorus]
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[prayer]
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Our father who art in heaven
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Hollow be thy name
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Thou kingdom come
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Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven
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[Verse 3:]
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But we stay reppin
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But we stay they got beasts up in my section
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I was raised bysome thugs, got rich off the d
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80 grams took my nigga, I'm missin ya petey
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God kno I need to send my niggas some pictures this
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And som change to keep nigga fresj kicks on his feet
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And god kno he raised me
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When donkey went jonsin
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Bronson kept me wide open
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And that's a fact
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But I kno they gon hate tho
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Cause I got blocks and raps and blocks of work so u can call me lego
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It's consequences, jumpin fences
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Cause the narcs tryin lynch us and they missin us by inches
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The judge the one who sentence make a n |