Thats a letter to my dawg its us against em all
Here’s a letter to my dawg its us against em all
Ill start a war for you
Ill fall on the sword for you
Ill pick up the score for ya
Ill fuck on your whore for you
Ill sleep on the floor for ya
Right next to your boy for ya
When it gets hot and its like hell boi I got some pour for ya
Most of these boys can't give they word how can they give they life
To a lot of y’all that dont mean nothin but we out here livin trife
None of these cats you can trust with a nickel
They won't sit down and do em a nickel
They won't get down bust two through the nickеl
I get deja vu w the nickеl
Do you recall when so and so knocked your teeth out in their crib
Later that night before daylight someone shot their bitch
I had the chrome plated .38 back then with no clip
You had to put in one at a time it didn’t matter I was still ridin
These fools look tough and talk tough say they’d never snitch
How you know you wasn’t ever questioned you ain't ever get in no shit
Remember when we all got pinched and they asked who’s it was
You said it was yours and I walked then just because
Rappers talking about how a body might cost a couple racks
In my city for my guy all it cost is a text
Or point his bitch ass out or gimme an address
Hell wake up in hell talkin to the devil wondering how he got blessed
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Bunch of females underneath your casket no man wants to carry a rat bitch
Today everybody a savage you can say what you want theres no consequence
They ain't never did a robbery or a yank job
Shoutout to Mo boi did a fuckin bank job
Free jay cuz he had to bang at ops
Free black cuz he had to do a spray job
Free E cuz he had to go and rob I was on the road or we woulda had the same job
Now I rock shows so I guess I got a stage job
Thinkin back when I really used to stage jobs

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