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(Intro) Well it’s gotta be one of the unwritten laws Supportin that we all guiding us ah? Them lil niggas out in the world lost nowadays (Verse) Lil nigga from a small city 17, he playin 4 door, roll with it Lil nigga, major plans after school finish All he ever want is Chevy with some boom in it Lil nigga all A’s and some cool grace Them niggas is homies, phonies, they parted ways All because the lil nigga focused on his grades Doin the college vengeance to Florida State Lil nigga got his mind right Doin it for us, mama promised her that better life Mama Christian, a firm believer, she love Christ Damn shame daddy strung off off that hard white Oh girl steady going through and See a crime, bills piling, how she gonna do it? Lil nigga watch him mad as a motherfucker Lil nigga fed up with section 8 struggles So lil nigga tryina make a way Said fuck it, ain’t no choices, got his mind made Called his cousin, that lil nigga told him crime pays Lil nigga like whatever to get my mom straight Letras de cancionesStarted sellin nickel bags and bought a .38 Like fuck a case, lil nigga started seein cake After a while it’s like tradition on a daily base Skippin school fool heavy gang affiliate By this time lil nigga on some other shit Lil nigga thuggin, motherfuckin scholarship Rollin with a clique, he took the choice to follow them Whole future gone, lil nigga had a gift Lil nigga smoke a purp blunt All he wanna do is murk something Lil nigga keep his 5 with him Getting lil money, keep a 9 clipper Lil nigga ruined by society Lil nigga screw up his priorities Lil nigga took in by that peer pressure Started getting money, make the flicks jealous Grind away, them niggas want his head Price on that lil nigga – couple grand At first that lil nigga wanted by the feds Them other niggas talkin crazy how they want him dead It was 9 o’clock on a Friday Lil nigga trappin where his mom stay Couple lil niggas in the driveway Lil nigga mama gone, she’ll be back at 8 Couple hours passed, youngin like it’s getting late Lil nigga said he home but shit let’s make a shape Plus mama called like know how them niggas off in the place So lil nigga grabbed his pistol and his .38 Pullin up his pants, daps to his homies Walked out the do’, black truck, creep slowly Window rolled down, 4 masked goonies Lil nigga slippin so they letting off the Uzi Shots started firin, 2 to the head Damn, lil nigga dead From Letras Mania