Don Trip and Starlito - 5th song - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

01.01.2011

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[Intro] I know a lot of people might not be from where we from The following may not be my true story...but it’s still a true story [Verse 1: Don Trip] Damn Shawty sell everything in the house Flatscreens, xbox, shit even pots and pans Toaster oven, microwave, dvd, children clothes Even food stamps, just to get a gram Even pawn her baby bank, powerwheel, enfamil Shit, she’ll sell anything she can Now my kid get to eat But her kids in the street Well I sell D so I don’t give a damn Life sucks, I don’t give a fuck She’ll get high no matter what; I might as well be the man Might as well take the dope and hit the trap with a plan Had to get my ass in and provide for my fam It’s a cold cruel world, that’s somebody’ little girl Momma, grandmomma, sister, cousin, aunt Prolly even mine, how I do this to my kin? Ever since they let the cocaine in we been damned They been at it since the 70’s, I was born in 85’ Know you want to blame me but you can’t Momma wasn’t home, daddy up and van Big brother got killed on the same block I stand Up and sold dope, all my cousins got slammed Evidently this is who I am I was raised off the soul food Now I gotta get it how I can with the chickens and the yams [Verse 2: Starlito] Cocaine hitters Broken car antennas Product of broken homes Break in homes erry muhfuckin day Broke his momma heart Saw him in a box, heart stopped, cause he was broke and just wanted to get payed Take mine, okay, don’t play 50 shots, AK 47 equals First 48 This mind?, this grind, this nine, on my waist, round my way Young niggas wear they crimes on they face And they robbin all times of the day Not me, (POW, POW, POW, POW, POW, POW), that’s all I'm gonna say If they ever try to set me up, I'm shootin that bitch first Kill these niggas with kindness and blew kisses at the hearse In a pew sittin at the church, wit a fuckin smirk Heart cold, im a soldier though, can you match this big bag of purp If its true you are what you smoke, then that make me a OG So a bunch of regula ass niggas, 100 a O-Z, you know me Its Lito
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