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This nigga with the [?] let's rob him, bro What you said? Yo, what? Yo, where my mother fuckin' [?] The toolie really 'bout to come out Mmhm, not true, dawg Shit These bitches tell it all, you ain't special, nigga It's what that pussywhip pillow talk'll get'cha You ain't even know I knew Vanessa, did ya? That's beside the point From man hunt to escapin' that manhunt when we robbed the joint We smoke L's to the brain on the roof Washed it down with a cup of E&J and a [?] We got fly and rode trains to the Deuce When I got signed, I had models let niggas run train and chuck deuce But when that change low, here the change go And real niggas never 'pose to mention when they exchange dough Them quote-unquote loans was gifts Did I complain? No 'Cause you was my nigga Now my nigga tryna line me up Trust me, boy, I'm ready, fam I got a whole lotta fetti and my shooters got a steady hand So you come try to take what I used to offer That block where you stand is that block they gon' scrap you off of Letras de canciones Word to my mother (mother) Word to my mother (mother) I can't stand you, you can't stand me Later on at night, fine and dandy We break up Monday, Tuesday, Family That was just us though 'cause you was my candy Sweeter than a licorice Twizzler, thicker than a sticker My little snack, I go way back wit'cha I paid your mom's rent when that welfare dissed her Put hands on that dude that used to hit yo' sister For this song, you'll be Melissa Melissa, you let me down, I thought you'd always be my hitta My hitta been makin' rounds, I saw the paperwork on Victor You pointin' niggas out, singin' like The Pointer Sisters? Damn, nigga, what'chu gon' say? You'd never tell on me or put a sell on me? Not Joell Ortiz Do me a favor, lose that number to that cell on me And, respectfully, get the hell out of my V Word to my mother (mother) Word to my mother (mother) Why? Why? From Letras Mania