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I pray to God they don't take my life away I'm too busy ducking 12 trynna take my rights away Trynna pull us over say we have no license plate Handcuff us, tell us do whatever Simon say I ain't gon' play that cuz I'm gangsta And it's fuck 12 I'm screaming fuck 12 from the top of my lungs And I got murder on my mind like I been sipping red rum They gon' try to follow us because we look like some thugs But I don't know what they want And they gon' try to knock me cuz I hold that fire I done been through the worst just look inside my eyes Every night I pray that I stay alive I know my dawgs gon cry I got tinted windows so I can block my shooters Every time I step out the crib I gotta keep a ruger R.I.P to my fallen soldiers that's why I keep my troopers And it's fuck 12, yeah that's why I'm going stupid I pray to God they don't take my life away I'm too busy ducking 12 trynna take my rights away Trynna pull us over say we have no license plate Handcuff us, tell us do whatever Simon say I ain't gon' play that cuz I'm gangsta And it's fuck 12 I'm screaming fuck 12 from the top of my lungs And I got murder on my mind like I been sipping red rum They gon' try to follow us because we look like some thugs But I don't know what they want He got the SD on his fitted, they trynna capture em They say you from park village, they been after em They say you from the dark to be exact cuz you ain't got no sun Now he's trynna get away he's on the run My life, my dreams, could all be gone If I ever went down the wrong way Should've just went to church on that sunday Should've just listened to everything they told me Cuz now I'm fighting 20 to life Stuck inside the cell I know it ain't right They trynna take my life away But I still seen my brotha touch about 52 I ain't gon' lie to you I pray to God they don't take my life away I'm too busy ducking 12 trynna take my rights away Trynna pull us over say we have no license plate Handcuff us, tell us do whatever Simon say I ain't gon' play that cuz I'm gangsta And it's fuck 12 I'm screaming fuck 12 from the top of my lungs And I got murder on my mind like I been sipping red rum They gon' try to follow us because we look like some thugs But I don't know what they want They try to take my life away Try to take my life away Try to make my life, my life, yeah-yeah
Writer(s): Craig Tafua, Presley Delano Regier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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