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How many fell victim to the streets?
in peace y'all nigga, this is heaven for a G
I'd be a if I told you I that never thought of death
My nigga, we the ones left

How nigga's fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace y'all nigga, this is for a
I'd be a liar if I told you I that never thought of
My nigga, we the last left but life goes on

And I ain't gonna 'til a nigga see blood on the wall

Maybe it started with the on the whip
I lost a Hummer pushed the through the strip
swim with the fish before I lend nigga's shit
'Cause personally they ain't the phlegm that I spit

That's why sometimes I think the end's quick
My old ass father shot out his dick
So if they so happen to come up without an brother
Won't be alone 'cause comin' up at they'll have each other

At least they'll one another 'cause life's a motherfucker
But I'm here, my only job is not to see 'em suffer
Through boys shootouts, stickups and under covers
The world is full of suckers but don't worry I'm your

Buffer, like I been for BJ
But he listened to nothin' we say
It was half past midnight on a weekday
Not even twenty hours past his release

This hit him up four times
One hit the and that hit my heart
his pops, nigga's pick the phone up
So he come find his son in his own blood

On block that we ran through
House we up in corner we would post on
Shot dead in front of nigga's we would be
So how the nobody see shit

And so I'm there to be a brother to his brother
'Cause in the belly of the beast I know shit get ugly
Get on my knees and have a with the Lord above me
Maybe sometimes I hear it wrong and think he's fuck me

Only he can judge me careless what they think me
'Cause honestly I'd be aight if no one ever me
I write I only fear Joe in blood slow on my brain
By my

And I ain't gonna stop 'til a nigga see blood on the

All I do is raised the bar
See my is scabbed up, days are scarred
Still I love to see a motherfucker hate far
More they talk me the more I pray for y'all
I mean I don't get how gon' acknowledge me

the nigga bout as big as an apostrophe
For him to possibly that he as hot as me
It's far from a prophecy, it's like a mockery
to be hip hop to me 'fore you bombarded me
With everythin' ass like sodomy, it's gotta be

Four fifths and snubs that about
Nigga, you cant lift the guns you rappin' 'bout
Real talk I front on your old shit
Now you old as shit, now old and sick

Instead of my dick, here's a better way
mind me, worry 'bout your medicate
Shits so unfair, nigga carried your ass your whole career
blog? Here's a reason how the fucks murda music
Anybody ever dissed this nigga is breathin'

Jay Z, Saigon, Nas already him
Tupac, he alive but you ain't kill him
Fifty signs the bum only where he was from
Put his stamp on a nigga and still nobody him

Not a or gangsta robber
Washed up nineties nigga now a gangsta
Me underground flow strike like the pound blow
Your sounds old, not even a download

I would nigga's hunt you like a hounds nose
is you pussy the whole town knows
So why let the count grow
For some fiend out nigga now in the clown show

And I ain't gonna 'til a nigga see blood on the wall