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Fuck a bitch, suck a dick, that's how I feel I don't hang with or fuck with jits, 'cause they ain't real I hang with flame slangin' gang bangin' niggas in the field No flaggin', toe taggin', niggas doing drills They talking but ain't doing shit, I'm so true to this Don't give a fuck about your future bitch, I'll let this rugger spit Making diss songs to get on, tryna play a nigga I don't get on tracks to sing on niggas, I just swing on niggas Road runnin' 'til like 4 something, livin' like a star Dope money blew like four onions in this rental car All that hatin' shit and ganging shit, that ain't gon' get you far All that actin' like you bought it, that shit might get you shot Niggas mad I'm winning, and they losing My lil' brother he stupid, pop beans and act stupid Jump out with a Uzi, big clip shoot a movie Niggas in they feeling, they bitches be pickin' and choosin' I woke up this morning with tomorrow on my brain Today could be the day I fall a victim to the game If I lose my life tonight, my momma probably go insane The fact, that a niggas took my life for a name Last night I had a dream That an all black Impala hit my hood With a choppa, kill me and four of my partners I died on my corner with my pistol in my pocket Bleedin' from my face, my old lady tryna stop it Last week was last week, but last week was a close one The crackers pulled me over, and he slightly approached me He walked around on side of me, with his hand on his holster I went to grab my I.D, and the cracker almost smoked me Where I come from it's a jungle Where I come from, it's hard not to go under Where I come from full of sorrow (tryna make it to tomorrow) So we slidin', and ridin' the car full of semi's 'Cause it get violent this side of the city Word around town is them boys getting busy They jump out with TECs, and MACs, and Glizzys I got a 30 my lil' bro got 50 That's 30 for 30, that's 60 for 20 He want some smoke, then tell him come get it He wanna blow, then tell him we with it Yeah, yeah, we with it Tryna make it to tomorrow Tryna make it to tomorrow
Writer(s): Rod Green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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