[Chorus]
Game tight - simplest form - street nigga
Complexity- different with arms - squeeze triggers
Steady looking at God
Trapped in these ways
Rap to get paid
Or death and get sprayed
Game tight - simplest form - street nigga
Complexity- different with arms - squeeze triggers
Steady looking at God
Trapped in these ways
Rap to get paid
Or death and get sprayed
[Verse 1]
Fuck no - I ain’t no new jack
Since 88 I knew crack
Temper through the roof
A nigga blew on me
I blew back
Hoes used to call me blue black
Money helped me through that
Started ? and outgrew that
My mind was like fight
It’s the battle of your life
It’s cold up in this real world
Niggas want stripes
Never bark but don’t bite
Never scratch and don’t hit
Nigga try to play ya sideways
Runoff in his shit
Never fall for a bitch
Less the bitch make ends
Look know you from the streets
So you ain’t goin' have no friends
Keep it loaded keep it cocked
Nigga keep it off safety
I’ll be a motherfucker if I let a nigga waste me
Place me six feet under no remorse
To make my mama cry
And get all shaky in her voice
To see my kids struggle
Like I did in the south
Imma lay em on a stretcher
‘for I let em take me out
Game tight - simplest form - street nigga
Complexity- different with arms - squeeze triggers
Steady looking at God
Trapped in these ways
Rap to get paid
Or death and get sprayed
Game tight - simplest form - street nigga
Complexity- different with arms - squeeze triggers
Steady looking at God
Trapped in these ways
Rap to get paid
Or death and get sprayed
[Verse 1]
Fuck no - I ain’t no new jack
Since 88 I knew crack
Temper through the roof
A nigga blew on me
I blew back
Hoes used to call me blue black
Money helped me through that
Started ? and outgrew that
My mind was like fight
It’s the battle of your life
It’s cold up in this real world
Niggas want stripes
Never bark but don’t bite
Never scratch and don’t hit
Nigga try to play ya sideways
Runoff in his shit
Never fall for a bitch
Less the bitch make ends
Look know you from the streets
So you ain’t goin' have no friends
Keep it loaded keep it cocked
Nigga keep it off safety
I’ll be a motherfucker if I let a nigga waste me
Place me six feet under no remorse
To make my mama cry
And get all shaky in her voice
To see my kids struggle
Like I did in the south
Imma lay em on a stretcher
‘for I let em take me out
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