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Tytuł: They Don't Live Long

  • Wykonawca: Trick Daddy
  • album: Based On A True Story
  • Wyświetleń: 1228

You gon save that?
    Na na na na naaaaaa
  Na na na na naaaaaa
  Yea
    Thug niggas don't live that long
  (Thug niggas don't live that long)
  Before they gone they'll be dead and gone
  But I'll be waiting 'till they come back home
  (I'll be waiting for you)
    [Verse 1]
  I wanna buy me a benz but I'm fifty-grand short
  I got to get this cheese without a nigga getting caught
  2 freaks is in the jungle now
  I'm taking care of mama now
  My lil dog caught a case, I got to bail him out
  I got you bobbin to this real shit
  So reason why a nigga kill shit
  That's how it is, shit
  See papa was a rolling stone
  He left mama alone
  She raised us on her own
  Them bitches curious
  Why I'm soo motherfucking serious
  Hard times got me pumped up and furious
  I want y'all to free all my dawgs
  Before I get my gun and start killing your halls
  Call me the butcherman
  I take my beef straight to the man
  I put it so only thug niggas understand
  Keep bitches out your game get paid
  Just remember and respect what the old girl said
    [Chorus]
    [Verse 2]
  I got some niggas on the other side
  One day I got to take a ride
  And let them know I still represent the Southside
  No more shopping at the flea I'm rolling D's and Lo's
  I'm getting head, feeling bread from these sleezy hoez
  And can't nann bitch forget that nigga Hollywood
  Big ends steering wheel made of wood
  I heard it was four niggas three shit, one ho nigga
  I'm out the pen with you Howdy folk
  Who gon die next
  Who mama gon cry next
  Who sister giving away the slack pus
  That's how we living though
  Dead and gone before he twenty-four
  Or in jail, but y'all don't hear me though
  As I continue with this thug shit
  With all this blood and shit
  But all us thug niggas love this
  For the love of greed and riches
  But money don't need no bitches
  So I'm killing all snitches
    [Chorus]
    [Bridge]
  I'm doing this one for the thugs
  and the niggas on the corner selling drugs for the thugs
  Yes sir [repeat 2x]
    [Verse 3]
  If I was a hundred dollar bill
  I'd make you niggas kill for me
  Go to prison do about a hundred years for me
  Get a gat and go jack robin steele for me
  Just to pay a bitch bills with me
  I'm dissing every nigga who got me fucking
  A bitch better fuck for pregnent nuts
  You see it be them same niggas
  'Cause coochie ass lame niggas
  (Last time) Learn some motherfucking thangs nigga
  Now picture me as a killa (killa)
  Young crack dope deala (dope deala)
  I'm doing this one for my niggas
  Who ride for this
  Who even lost they life for this
  And them niggas who survivin this
  They don't live that long
    [Chorus 2x]
    Thug Niggas don't live that long
    [Singing portion of the chorus repeated untill fade]
  

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