Pain
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Coming out the slums all we know is pain I been through the storm I been through the rain Niggas dieing young caught two to the brain Gangstas on the stand telling niggas name's Homie used to sell now he using caine Shit changed nigga on gang never be the same I'ma pour a eight try to keep my sane Still rap circle's around these Lame's Bitch it's in the game Raised on food locker free lunch we ain't seen much Three niggas piece on one blunt That bammer green stuff Hurting came a long way bitch that's for certain Cups from taco bell and our sheets was curtains Yeah dollar burger from McDonald's we gone share the fries Washing clothes with our hands we let that air dry Never eat while the homie stare bitch I'm gone share that pie Be be kids never die we forever high Niggas get to rocking like they posse get caught that nigga singing like Takashi That's why I don't f*ck with them wishy washy I'ma pass on that shit could cost me life cold shit get frosty Coming out the slums all we know is pain I been through the storm I been through the rain Niggas dieing young caught two to the brain Gangstas on the stand telling niggas name's Homie used to sell now he using caine Shit changed nigga on gang never be the same I'ma pour a eight try to keep my sane Still rap circle's around these Lame's Bitch it's in the game Did him dirty crack of dawn had to hit him early Got the info from ol girly where he hid the birdies Hand me racks it's the beach where it ain't sandy at Stand back bitch I can rap I spit that anthrax I be with them niggas that a bust yo melon Convict's bitch re peat felons ain't no speak or telling Tossing heat bailing bitch refer smelling Stay a thousand feet from niggas that's telling bust yo cerebellum Yeah He was off the hook he was off the ringing Till he hit the stand saying notes Now he's just a singer Get the bag whether hustling or the pen and pad It's a cold game hit his pad bitch and did him bad Coming out the slums all we know is pain I been through the storm I been through the rain Niggas dieing young caught two to the brain Gangstas on the stand telling niggas name's Homie used to sell now he using caine Shit changed on gang never be the same I'ma pour a eight try to keep my sane Still rap circle's around these Lame's Bitch it's in the game
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