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I don't know what you been told about me (I don't know what the fuck or what you think nigga This ain't that nigga! For real!) I wonder what my kids would think about me (Damonie, King, Major, Messiah, Déjà, Neke Neke) Yeah, Aye Aye Now I don't know whatchu been told about me (I don't know what you thought but the real is) But I don't take no shit from no nigga (And all niggas, no exceptions homeboy) And I wonder what my kids a think about me If I went to jail (If I had to, would you love me) Cuz I had to kill me a nigga Aye I'm hoping for the best tryna dodge the stress But sometimes that just ain't the way dat it go Hey if a nigga pull up on me at the light and it's a choppa in site Felon or not bet I be lettin it go I gotta make it back home Major need me to cut his cartoons on My baby Déjà catchin feelins bout er'ythang she sensitive And King love money Letras de cancionesI need to show him how to get it den Damonie need me to tell em "You wanna rap den take it serious den" Plaything it neva been All I did was get it in Neke Neke need a nigga to know what a real nigga is Messiah need me to show him how I broke a deal So imagine if I went and got killed Get real nigga And you know everyday we out here in the field Gettin it how we live Fuck a record deal Put my money wit yo money All we do is get mo money But you know what I gotta do when someone tryta take it from me now Now I don't know whatchu been told about me (I don't know what you thought but the real is) But I don't take no shit from no nigga (And all niggas, no exceptions homeboy) And I wonder what my kids a think about me If I went to jail (If I had to, would you love me) Cuz I had to kill me a nigga Disrespect me and we have to shoot it out in the street Fuck it that's just how dat shit have to be I gotta drum on da C So the carpet spit 50 at least Message to all who wanna see me deceased Come and get you a piece You think I'm poutin nigga Slice me and eat Boy ain't went one day out my life I was sweet Except for to her See she need me to keep it Coutoure And buy her all the fancy shit she prefer She ain't get it doh But you gotta play yo part for a nigga doh Fuck a bitch stay away from dem niggas doh Cuz you gon have me kickin in a nigga doe Wavin pistols fuck you nigga bitch go get yo shit let's go Or do you need me to let you go Find a rich nigga buy a house so I can move next doe Sit dere and watch yo new husband as he pull out da garage Watch you tip toe in dat doe so I can kill you den run You so impressed wit dem niggas You know dis ain't no faćade I'll pull my tech on dem niggas And get em closer to God You say I find the worst in er'ythang I see But I love hard That's somethin you know about me Girl you know about me Aye Now I don't know whatchu been told about me (I don't know what you thought but the real is) But I don't take no shit from no nigga (And all niggas, no exceptions homeboy) And I wonder what my kids a think about me If I went to jail (If I had to, would you love me) Cuz I had to kill me a nigga You know what I'm sayin I know I had a lotta fucked up shit go on in my life and this shit gotdamn it's in my head and in my heart man It ain't on me, it's in me You know what I'm sayin And And maybe I haven't developed enough to where I can communicate in a way that'll keep me from doing somethin that'll trip my life off the streets my nigga so if separation is da best den I respectfully say I love you to gotdamn death And all my children if I have to dome me a nigga out here please just come see me man when you can man Lemme see my grand kids But I'll be GOTdamned if a mf'a take you from me man I put my mf'n life on that Kill or be killed nigga. From Letras Mania