[Intro]
Von, Von
Von, Von
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
[Chorus]
Let me tell you what it's like
Let me tell you what it's like (What it's like)
Let me tell you what it's like
Let me tell you what it's like (Yeah)
Let me tell you what it's like (What it's like)
Let me tell you what it's
Let me tell you what it's like (What it's like)
When you fightin' for your life (Damn)
Let me tell you what it's
Let me tell you what it's like (What it's like)
I'm finna tell you what it's like (What it's like)
Let me tell you what
[Verse 1]
Let me tell you what it's like (What?)
Fightin' forty-five to life (Damn)
In the room with a hype or a nigga you don't like (What?)
When you seen your homie
First thing that he gave you was a knife (Damn)
I'm tryna tell you that it's real (Yeah)
You don't know how it feel (Damn)
When you lose that appeal, it's like speedin' down a hill (Vroom)
And your brakes don't work, pray to God that he take that wheel (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You don't know how it go (Plea)
You hope the witness don't show (Shit)
Court date's comin' slow
Baby mama, she a ho (Bitch)
And the opps still slidin' tryna find out who killed fo' (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Boy, this shit ain't no joke (Nah), and I know this fo' sho
'Cause the judge first offer fifty-four (Damn, damn)
Bro he think you a ho (Ho)
Tell your lawyer let's go
Suit up, nigga, it's time for war
Von, Von
Von, Von
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
[Chorus]
Let me tell you what it's like
Let me tell you what it's like (What it's like)
Let me tell you what it's like
Let me tell you what it's like (Yeah)
Let me tell you what it's like (What it's like)
Let me tell you what it's
Let me tell you what it's like (What it's like)
When you fightin' for your life (Damn)
Let me tell you what it's
Let me tell you what it's like (What it's like)
I'm finna tell you what it's like (What it's like)
Let me tell you what
[Verse 1]
Let me tell you what it's like (What?)
Fightin' forty-five to life (Damn)
In the room with a hype or a nigga you don't like (What?)
When you seen your homie
First thing that he gave you was a knife (Damn)
I'm tryna tell you that it's real (Yeah)
You don't know how it feel (Damn)
When you lose that appeal, it's like speedin' down a hill (Vroom)
And your brakes don't work, pray to God that he take that wheel (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You don't know how it go (Plea)
You hope the witness don't show (Shit)
Court date's comin' slow
Baby mama, she a ho (Bitch)
And the opps still slidin' tryna find out who killed fo' (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Boy, this shit ain't no joke (Nah), and I know this fo' sho
'Cause the judge first offer fifty-four (Damn, damn)
Bro he think you a ho (Ho)
Tell your lawyer let's go
Suit up, nigga, it's time for war
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