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Hot new sh** .... BEAT BY: defdavyne@....soundclick.com/defdavyne HEAT BY: U-NeeK... straight sh** , talkin bout my place in life, this place I live... dirty 3rd 4 lyfe.
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Bringin' Tha Trap Back To Ya Trunk, Straight Loud, No Bunk. Gettin my music straight again, ya feel? Just doing what I wanna do till I die.
Grind All Day. If you aint it, dont say it. Fuck tha fakes and tha snakes..... I've always been real and true to who I am, if you aint, stay up off me. Yall say you tha truth, prove it.... I did along time ago. Nate aka ya Boy U-NeeK
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
Charts
Peak #13,027
Peak in subgenre #2,089
Author
U-NeeK
Rights
2005 Ghost PR./S.I.A.R.
Uploaded
December 09, 2005
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:44
Story behind the song
In this sh** , I'm giving props to all tha kats on tha come up, and tha ones who already made it, swisha house kats... 36 Mafia... all them dirty artists... and ya know, did somethin I aint do befo', talk bout some of my homie's from back in tha day.. gave em propz fo' what they did in my life. ya know? peep and vibe on it... OnE
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~::VERSE 1::~ Tha days fly by, like tha breeze fly by window blown out from tha f*** in' drive by all a homie gotta ask is, why oh why? ya peers, thats how gang pressure get applied no lies, he cries, for tha G's tried in jail, on row, he dropped then died no sleep, to blazed to get tha cleareyes saying f*** em with tha glazed over redeyes feds ask how tha dope gets to tha street supplys gripping tha phone to say my last goodbyes white shirt cracks tha crip blue dye ready to slacken bodies befo' quansi strangling wallstreet kats with they neckties Like tha gov tha way I come with true lies cause there's truth in my breakthrough reply your slewed views, causes public outcry ~::VERSE 2::~ all I know is this guy, betta have a gat closeby I aint a murderer, no matter what I imply It aint about what I did for a living Its a giving, I retired from Dope dealing and killing Shot em so many times, his spines lost feeling F*** up any b*** who's willing still on stage, cuttie leaned and chilling f*** tha industry if I aint sell a million Who knows tha game betta then me? who knows how to profit up on a key who knows betta how to hold in tha smoke? and who yall b*** es come to fo' tha dope What'cha know bout me, Gully fo' tha life still aint gonna turn a h*** to a housewife I stay up in this, from tha am to tha am That means 24/7, thats how they play em
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