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Let You Know

by Stallone

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It's me, my syrup and my pen Writing letters I won't send You can't tell me I ain't thorough, I was solid 'til the end It be niggas that want borrow that go crazy when they spend And it hurt me when I need you and you sitting on the fence When you know they wasn't fucking with us, we was never friends It be niggas that want tussle with us, you know how that end And that heat, I keep a couple with us , never throwing hands They know me I keep that duffle with us , turn it into bands I guess you wonder where I am I guess you do but you ain't fucking with my crew, yeah I'm still the truth and all them niggas know it too, yeah This ain't a coupe but we still shoot it out the roof yeah I came back to let you know That if I die through the night Tell my momma not to cry Pray my sister be alright Tell my brothers that I love them I'm forever by their side, yeah I guess you wonder where I am I guess you do but you ain't fucking with my crew, yeah I'm still the truth and all them niggas know it too, yeah This ain't a coupe but we still shoot it out the roof yeah I came back to let you know That if I die through the night Tell my momma not to cry Pray my sister be alright Tell my brothers that I love them I'm forever by their side, yeah I know I owe some boys my life, on 4nem grave we seen it all We've been shutting niggas down you'd think the trenches been a mall How you'd think I'd ever trade on you when we've been through it all If it's pressure then I'm stepping nigga, you just gotta call Know it hurt my heart the most when 4nem switch up 'bout a hoe You ain't gotta do all that just say you want her and she's yours It's some niggas I don't fuck with and I hate they throw up 4's Niggas came up in that cut and never did shit the bros Man you know I ain't no hoe, my momma say I'm testing fate Before I run from anyone, I'll look my killer in his face I aint trip a nigga kill me August send him on the way And she say her man a streamer, shawty i don't know how to play I ain't worried bout no FIFA, I need 30s in the str8 I ain't worried bout no reefer, I need 30 thousand K's And you'd think I been a Steeler, I call 30 thousand play's And I feel like I'm Frank Lucas I seen 30 thousand J's I guess you wonder where I am I guess you do but you ain't fucking with my crew, yeah I'm still the truth and all them niggas know it too, yeah This ain't a coupe but we still shoot it out the roof yeah I came back to let you know That if I die through the night Tell my momma not to cry Pray my sister be alright Tell my brothers that I love them I'm forever by their side, yeah I guess you wonder where I am I guess you do but you ain't fucking with my crew, yeah I'm still the truth and all them niggas know it too, yeah This ain't a coupe but we still shoot it out the roof yeah I came back to let you know That if I die through the night Tell my momma not to cry Pray my sister be alright Tell my brothers that I love them I'm forever by their side, yeah Who would've thought you niggas trade on me? that shit had made me sick How they say it be your people do you worser than a bitch Why his ass picked a rifle? did him worser wit a switch And I played something I ain't drop she knew the verses, that's yo bitch? Money ain't an object, lined him then he shot him Yeah you feel like batman if your brother'nem be robbing Statements had us coughing What you mean you sorry Man these niggas telling how they turn this shit a hobby I let them know that if they play with you they dying, on my soul Better tell the ones that stay with you, I'm riding wit my pole Better tell the ones that came with you , no wilding in my home I think my bro want to hit Sun City, why he sliding wit his phone Why he siding wit them folks Why he buying all that- I ain't lying I'm a goat I ain't trying I'm on go Niggas hiding on the low Get to firing when it's smoke They left him lying on the road I guess you wonder where I am I guess you do but you ain't fucking with my crew, yeah I'm still the truth and all them niggas know it too, yeah This ain't a coupe but we still shoot it out the roof yeah I came back to let you know That if I die through the night Tell my momma not to cry Pray my sister be alright Tell my brothers that I love them I'm forever by their side, yeah

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