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Ive been tru this survived that
Closest homies tried to stab me in my back
Street wars like afghan and iraq
They took my homies and we can't have em back
Kush blunt burning turning to ashes
As i thinking deep toss no blink it
Steady seeking to a deep mind
Stay high to afect the crime bread
Came out bangin my mentality from the game
No mercy on my homies just send they ashes up stay no parole
Gotta prison hoe no fake shit unfortunately
This is how the story goes
Based on a tru story guess a real fact story
Liltle homies "snapper" broke out the east like where the pistol
Marvin sandoval Rest in peace
The lakers we miss you ,another homie dead
Dind't make outta school but he made to the news
Stuck in a cadi blues, liltle homie down the 2
Smoke the normie vet fresh


Desgraçaaaaaaaaaaaa