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I Be Thinking Shit

by Cell Banga

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I know shit ain't really nice, but I Really like to think it is Everyday I fight with my demons Got me sippin' shit Pussy will change ya dog, but Them dollars make him ignorant I got beef with the law, cause I Make money when I sin and shit I don't fuck with fraud, I find Other ways to get the shit I might go make a bag abroad or In my city, ain't no different I made money off broads, Because to me it makes no Difference I tried to look beyond his flaws, Cause that's what led to this Predicament I'm screaming free my dogs, I Know my brother's really Innocent I know the odds against them all, And even worse, cause some are Immigrants But we still slidin' right or Wrong, and all my dogs are Really with this shit You either in it or you not, cause We don't play with all that Pickin' shit Actions over words, so I don't Really like to talk a lot Niggas lie in these streets, and on They beats, why niggas bark a lot I back in to get out smooth, When I pull up in that parking Spot I judge niggas as a man to see if They play they part or not I just hold it down when you Around, I thought I told you Nigga You come in town and move Around, just keep a pole for Niggas Make everybody hit the ground When we roll on niggas Don't try to snake me for a Pound, please don't fold on Niggas I'm on go for niggas We be mobbin' And if you get into that jam keep It silent I never change on my dog What determine a real nigga How he move when its hard Thru bread for my brothers bail Wen we was moving this hard We keep it violent And we ain't poppin' out, Unless We get that iron in Bro threw a bag up on his head Then we gon' line him I hold it down through all the Rain, and when it's shining I said it's actions over words, I Ain't with nonsense And even through a nigga's Struggle, I've been grinding My brother always got the pole So you can try it But if you run up, get done up We leave em' drowning I know shit ain't really nice, but I Really like to think it is Everyday I fight with my demons Got me sippin' shit Pussy will change ya dog, but Them dollars make him ignorant I got beef with the law, cause I Make money when I sin and shit I don't fuck with fraud, I find Other ways to get the shit I might go make a bag abroad or In my city, ain't no different I Made money off broads because To me it makes no difference I tried to look beyond his flaws Cause that's what led to this Predicament I'm screaming free my dogs, I Know my brother's really innocent I know the odds against them all And even worse, cause some are Immigrants But we still slidin' right or Wrong, and all my dogs are Really with this shit You either in it or you not, cause We don't play with all that Pickin' Shit (Pickin' shit)

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