[Intro]
Niggas
Bitches
Gather round
Got a story to tell
Heh, hear this, hear this
[?] [?]
It's murda
[Verse 1]
This widespread, thoroughbred, shockingly took two to the head
Knowledge me, God, the shit I'm 'bout to holler is hard
From start, this little nigga had a hell of a heart
His pop's, bangin' that shit and his arms broken
A young mind distorted molded, is there an upside?
His brother got murdered up North by nietas
Mama, battlin', cancer, of the colon
At a tender age of thirteen, watchin' his world close in
Blood damn near frozen, from a heart so cold
It ain't pumpin' out the love no mo', and I feel that
'Cause God, when you really need it, where the love at?
That's why a lot of niggas got more faith in they gat
Freeze that like a photo, take it with you and know
This lil' nigga bout to kill all comers for cash flow
His role model, the heat, cause it runs streets
His motto, 'Nobody eats but me!'
Finally this young thug turned pro
Used to show love, now he got nuttin' but hatred and foes
Five-double-oh's, O's OT
He the type of nigga that got it and break down a key
Remember me? J to the A, R-U-L, E baby
Smell the beef and continue to uhh, give 'em hell
Fill they bodies with shells and leave niggas with a story to tell, heh, yea
Niggas
Bitches
Gather round
Got a story to tell
Heh, hear this, hear this
[?] [?]
It's murda
[Verse 1]
This widespread, thoroughbred, shockingly took two to the head
Knowledge me, God, the shit I'm 'bout to holler is hard
From start, this little nigga had a hell of a heart
His pop's, bangin' that shit and his arms broken
A young mind distorted molded, is there an upside?
His brother got murdered up North by nietas
Mama, battlin', cancer, of the colon
At a tender age of thirteen, watchin' his world close in
Blood damn near frozen, from a heart so cold
It ain't pumpin' out the love no mo', and I feel that
'Cause God, when you really need it, where the love at?
That's why a lot of niggas got more faith in they gat
Freeze that like a photo, take it with you and know
This lil' nigga bout to kill all comers for cash flow
His role model, the heat, cause it runs streets
His motto, 'Nobody eats but me!'
Finally this young thug turned pro
Used to show love, now he got nuttin' but hatred and foes
Five-double-oh's, O's OT
He the type of nigga that got it and break down a key
Remember me? J to the A, R-U-L, E baby
Smell the beef and continue to uhh, give 'em hell
Fill they bodies with shells and leave niggas with a story to tell, heh, yea
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