[Intro]
SOS
Uh
UTM
Robin Banks
Some real nigga shit
[Hook: Robin Banks]
I hope my daughter never meets a nigga like me
And I hope her brother never be is a nigga like me
Cause with the system I done fucked up my name
And with these bitches I done ran too many games
A nigga like me
I hope my daughter never meets a nigga like me
And I hope her brother never be is a nigga like me
Cause with the system I done fucked up my name
And with these bitches I done ran too many games
A nigga like me
[Verse 1: Pressa]
I hope my daughter doesn't meet a nigga like me
Cause a nigga like me turn a good girl to a damn freak
And my block has plenty more niggas like me
Cause I done played every single position like LB
And my fiends say they never met a dealer like me
My cotch habbads, nothing change back except my AC
I done came up, bitch I feel better than mitch
I got shooters in designer shooters in the club ?
Got shooters on that
Shooters in the lane, got shooters in the cage
Shooters on page, shooters in the grave
Broskie did a shootout like yesterday
Yall niggas don't do it like me
If they take me out dont pour hennessies
That's the last thing I want from my bros
Free kill shit did just for L.O
Free kill shit did just for L.O
Two three thousand wind up dead
These are my brothers can't leave them for dead
Wassi did drills in his dread
Now they're looking for the boy in a dread
Put him on the news for a double homicide
Lost four bros to this ife
I can't never change me life
Not for my moms, not for my wife
They never met my cotch habbads, homicides, gang
SOS
Uh
UTM
Robin Banks
Some real nigga shit
[Hook: Robin Banks]
I hope my daughter never meets a nigga like me
And I hope her brother never be is a nigga like me
Cause with the system I done fucked up my name
And with these bitches I done ran too many games
A nigga like me
I hope my daughter never meets a nigga like me
And I hope her brother never be is a nigga like me
Cause with the system I done fucked up my name
And with these bitches I done ran too many games
A nigga like me
[Verse 1: Pressa]
I hope my daughter doesn't meet a nigga like me
Cause a nigga like me turn a good girl to a damn freak
And my block has plenty more niggas like me
Cause I done played every single position like LB
And my fiends say they never met a dealer like me
My cotch habbads, nothing change back except my AC
I done came up, bitch I feel better than mitch
I got shooters in designer shooters in the club ?
Got shooters on that
Shooters in the lane, got shooters in the cage
Shooters on page, shooters in the grave
Broskie did a shootout like yesterday
Yall niggas don't do it like me
If they take me out dont pour hennessies
That's the last thing I want from my bros
Free kill shit did just for L.O
Free kill shit did just for L.O
Two three thousand wind up dead
These are my brothers can't leave them for dead
Wassi did drills in his dread
Now they're looking for the boy in a dread
Put him on the news for a double homicide
Lost four bros to this ife
I can't never change me life
Not for my moms, not for my wife
They never met my cotch habbads, homicides, gang
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