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(feat. Bootleg, Esham) [Female singer] I'm going through a thang Ohhhohh! [Ghetto E] Black child, murdered on the playground Blood stains on the ground As they're taking his body, swish was the only sound Fiends give ace away, suckin dicks in alleyways I understand that crime pay, so I can't put my gun away My cousin slangin yola on the block like Coca-cola Til he slung a boulder to undercover narcotic soldiers I'm tryin to drink the pain away with liqour But the problems keep on comin Havin visions of some nigga that's dickin my woman, in my bedroom I'm slowly chewin mushrooms, tryna zoom Cuz I know the end is comin soon My momma got problems of her own, and I'm adding to 'em Feds inditing bitch-ass niggas, and they rattin to 'em Niggas stole my car for the sounds and danas, fuck that Got him back, he tryed to slang it to my neighbor Cardiac arrest, from all this stress that's on my chest Keepin it real, and yet a nigga still Going through a thang Letras de canciones [Chorus x2: Male singer (Bootleg)] Oooh I'm, still going Going through a thang (I'm going through a thang, still) Oooh I'm, still going Going through a thang (Still going through a thang) [Bootleg] I got some problems, today has been a bad day My auntie stole my closest odom cuz she started smokin llel When I walk my little girl to school, I choose to hold her hand The other day they found a newborn baby in the trashcan Dead wrong, sad song Sunk in the hood, where we come from In the winter time, I donate my old coats to the bums I was raised around Visions of my cold days, walkin prison compounds, look at me now My baby mama suing me, fuckin me on child support Got me for a hundred thousand, right before we went to court I'm catchin myself from fallin, my record deal was stallin Quit tootin no cocaine, why we big ballin These niggas wanna hang, cuz I'm makin change Twenty-inch thangs, hellafied bain Cardiac arrest, from all this stress that's on my chest Keepin it real, yet a nigga still, going through a thang [Chorus x2] [Esham] Ha, ha, ha, ha Still going through a thang Going through some thangs, going through some thangs Going through a thang I'm going, I'm going, through a thiz-ang Wanna let my nuts hiz-ang It's all about that product sliz-ang Me must be out your miz-ang Esham is who I iz-ang Murders to said I kliz-ang Still down to biz-ang Biz-ang your brains out I ride via same clout Been packin the nine everytime I rhyme, since I came out I'm down with my mellow, Ghetto E be bustin the metal I'm on the driver side, murder by switch of the pedal Hello, once again it's them cats from Michigan Going through some thangs, that you be like, "Not this again" Dem niggas sellin dope, the preacher gave us hope And couldn't be save by St. John, Paul, or Pope [Chorus x2] From Letras Mania