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Damn man she played my thug bruhIon see how he ain't see that behind that bitch manAll that shit she was doing, if that was me I would peepedher out I been dealing with these hoes and these ole bitchass niggasAll I can say is right game wrong nigga for real thoughThug talkShe caught him looking and she knew that she was swagged outcause her eyes and her smile is what he bragged aboutnever did she laugh bout nothing that he saidnever she back out thinking bout his breadhe was straight breaking cash he was thinking bout her headit was done to prefection really anything that she saidshe blew his mind long hair plus she redplus she got a lil name ig off the chainshe never tried to explainLetras de cancionesshe always reached out her hand hoping gifts keep her sanehe never noticed that she ain't like older catscause her heart he never opened thathe passed the log he kept smoking thatstill hooked on her lastbut he didn't get the pictureattitude coming now she shitting on a niggaif I was that nigga shit I woulda told herright game wrong nigga.You gone be straight dawgEverybody make mistakes dawgIf I was in yo place dawgI woulda told her right game wrong niggaWe all fall short sometimesWe all get playedWe all fall short sometimesI woulda told her thoughRight Game wrong niggaHe was a nigga turned up had the crew liveif you asked the clique about em they say do or dieif anybody talk sour they say you a liewanted boss statushe no longer Won't be to aligneddude ain't even see the sign he was blindnigga searching for his bag all the timeshidd me I woulda saw it in his eyestoo friendly he could be your enemy and do timeIan lying making remarks like man yo boo fineeven your girl like baby ion trust that niggahe ain't Notice how he look when he got freshhe ain't notice that's how he look When he got lesshe ain't notice how he smile when he got stressedanother nigga came round he got jealous of emif you know you got a bond why you jealous of emthrew a cross between his boss and his second cousinthey ain't work so that nigga pulled a pistol outsaid fuck it and he ran in his nigga househe woulda showed a sign I would knew a boutwhat this nigga boutand woulda told him right then right game wrong niggaYou gone be straight dawgEverybody make mistakes dawgIf I was in yo place dawgI woulda told her right game wrong niggaWe all fall short sometimesWe all get playedWe all fall short sometimesI woulda told her thoughRight Game wrong niggaI been hurt by a couplelet my guard down got hurt by my loverclose friend share purp by he bundle those friends broughtme hurt by the bundle now I'm all wised up cold heart maneI'm careful who I give love now you can miss me with thatbullshit I'll tell you straight up right game wrong niggaYeahThis that thug talkBoosie bad ass niggaNiggas don't drop that shit like me no moreThis that thug talk From Letras Mania