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Ain't a bitch

If this die, then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of gon' cry
If this nigga die, then a lot of gon' die
If my cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry

fuck it
Someone gotta handle
Checkmate,

Nigga done down and put ten in my dog
He the son, so you know his mom's goin' off
I wouldn't be a true if I let this slide
saddle up, I gotta strap up and ride

My nigga momma gon' cry, then your momma cry
One less in my clique, one in your clique die
It's the game, you it's eye for a eye
for body, so you gon' respect my mind

You done started somethin' I'ma take far
Everyday is shootouts you done started war
It got me hurtin' to see my dog in grief
So it's law I bring the same pain to peeps

I'm dressed to kill black-hooded, black and 'Bauds
When I spot ya I'ma let the on the SK unfold
you hear that, chukah-blauw, chukah-blauw
I'm tellin' you it's too to run now

If this die, then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas cry
If nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of gon' cry

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas die
If my momma cry, a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this nigga die, there's gon' be consequences and
Believe

In the streets I gotta have mind frame fuck it
Gotta keep my dropped can't be fearin' nothin'
When you're thuggin', always into somethin'
you're hustlin', never know when nigga gon' say, "Up it"

My dog had a deal with some new connect
Barely knew 'em, and trust 'em ain't wear his
He got there thinkin' the was gon' go sweet
They already had it to keep the money and Ki's

hit him up, two to the head, two to the chest
Two to the neck and left him there to meet his
I feel guilty lettin' him go
Even though he told me, "Chill", I still rolled

So now I'm in some beef with I barely know
I met 'em once, but I use to fuck one of ho
I hit her up for some info and broke her off
Go to they hideout and release that

If nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this die, then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of gon' cry

If this nigga die, then a lot of gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of gon' cry
If this nigga die, a lot of niggas gon' die
Consequences and

This stank bitch that I grew up in the hood
My nigga jocked her I him that she was no good
But fuck me he the pussy was the shit
He went, got up, got pussy-whipped

Every he sleepin' by this stank bitch
And I him she threw crosses and she'll set him up for shit
But he listen, he tell me mind my biz
Now some niggas there, took him out there and split his wig

I ain't know that's he start to stash his yay
He knew better to work where his head gon' lay
But fuck that, I gotta put some on her
release all seventeen out the nine on her

One of my hoes saw her ass in the club
She up, went to the phone and hit me up
I spinned 'round, saw her, and straight cut
Jive ho, from him through me straight to you

If this nigga die, then a lot of gon' die
If my momma cry, a lot of mommas gon' cry
If nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of gon' cry

If this nigga die, then a lot of gon' die
If my cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this die, then a lot of niggas gon' die
It's gon' be a eye for an eye consequences and