Trooper 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians

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[Verse 1: Short Nitty]
[?] 28 years of the struggle
That the game and the age where I was forsed to go hustle
Had a bitch named [?], gave me 13 [?]
[?] raise hell till niggas [?]
[?]
[?] but don't panic
[?] send my dead body home
Told my OG to be strong, [?]
Fuck it, nigga this the life a soldier chose
Go to war for his folks
[?] until my caskit close
[?] with my leg in my grave
Must be brave [?], raised to be crazy
So I played the game like I played it
[?] player hater [?]
Much love to my rhyme makers
Wise words from my mama [?]
[?] when there's drama
In it to win it, but it ending before I begin it
[?] when I'm finished
All these drive bye shootings [?]
[?] with that ruger [?]

[Chorus: Short Nitty]
I guess this war's on, I guess this motherfuckin war's on
I guess it's on now
I guess this motherfuckin war's on, I guess it's on

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