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I knew guy That was never fly act cool Even he tried we played rough He cried When he told stories, he lied A black Who was missin' the cool He had the But was missin' the heart When we would He would always go quick So he took And he still got his ass But now married And he his wife's ass Says it comes problems he had in the past Doesn't like Claims he's class Joined the police, got a badge Now he the streets And out to jack Doggin' young they usually don't fight back Got a white And he for that And every Another head they So now big man But he ain't shit
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Out one night my crew And new kid I didn't know homeboy, but E did So I thought he was We in his ride Rag top on Daytons side to side We hit the deep was hawkin' me You feel the vibe Of artillery was on, some O.G shit I put my to the wall And felt my pistol All of a started trippin' Flippin', the record started Wildin', fools lockin' up cracked The room smokin' up Me and he hit the And then the door My boys let off an automatic But when we it out to the ride It was gone, we had to it out Side by left us there to die in a ditch
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So if wonderin' Why we are at you Funny if you You always a brother You've got a lot of But you 'cause Yo lad you know I be frontin' tell you why? You act like you can But when there's a real You find out Your I'ma do it eyes, I'ma do it No, you ain't, man No, you ain't A brother you've got back up But you really You why I wouldn't even hit you my fist I'd smack that out of you I know the real