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Ain't a bitch

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

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Someone gotta that
Checkmate,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My dog had a deal planned with new connect
Barely knew 'em, and trust 'em wear his vest
He got there thinkin' the deal was go sweet
They had it planned to keep the money and Ki's

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

So now I'm in some beef with niggas I barely
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 this nigga die, 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, then a lot of gon' cry

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

stank bitch that I grew up with in the hood
My nigga her I warned him that she was no good
But fuck me he heard the was the shit
He went, got caught up, got

Every night he by this stank bitch
And I told him she crosses and she'll set him up for shit
But he ain't listen, he 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 keep work where his gon' lay
But fuck that, I put some iron on her
Gotta all seventeen out the nine on her

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

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