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letra de gangsta cry - 12st three

[hook]
only time you see a gangsta cry when he ain’t got nowhere to vent
i built a name camping out n-ggas houses, gettin’ cozy in a tent
never bend, break, or fold, these youngins got the game bent
be ready to throw they life away ’cause a n-gga made a diss
you gettin’ in the wind and you ain’t getting paid for that hit
getting tender over ho’s, you know the hood done smacked that lil b-tch
got a soft spot for the weak, i be always tryna’ give
but soon as the roles change these n-ggas never lend a hand

[verse 1]
that’s why i’m a vulture, flying solo like, “f-ck a crowd”
be back on them pieces soon as this trap start slowing down
can’t tell me sh-t, i done built this sh-t up from the ground
i had to pick my own head up, n0body was ’round
i’ma take this time to preparate
soon as i get out, hit the stu, it’s time to elevate
ain’t fishing for a n-gga, just know i see you, you gon’ die that day
times where i don’t wanna’ go but i’ll die if i hesitate
matched the name with a face
grab that renty out of state
n-ggas tryna’ eat, don’t bring a dish but now they want a plate
none of that sh-t gon’ have me fazed, was stuck in that wind
i’m wiser, now i’m older, i’m past that phase, it’s a different day and age

[hook]
only time you see a gangsta cry when he ain’t got nowhere to vent
built a name camping out n-ggas houses, gettin’ cozy in a tent
never bend, break, or fold, these youngins got the game bent
be ready to throw they life away ’cause a n-gga made a diss
you gettin’ in the wind and you ain’t getting paid for that hit
getting tender over ho’s, you know the hood done smashed that lil b-tch
i got a soft spot for the weak, i be always tryna’ give
but soon as the roles change a n-gga never lend a hand
[verse 2]
it’s only soldiers in this car
this pain real, you can hear
and feel it bar-for-bar
took just went in soon as they let the vulture out
man free my mamba’s in them chains, piped down in the cage
pour up a cup of pain
forever stuck in my feelings
lost my daddy to the system
he got life in prison but i’m still screaming, “free the realest”
it’s a lot that make us different
i ain’t never penny pinching and i don’t hang around b-tches
(aight, come on, come on)
they dug up my soldier grave, i’m out here bending for a reason
over-tweakin’, in the backseat high as f-ck, i’m demon dreamin’
if i don’t leave nothing leaking i ain’t leaving
don’t ask me ’bout sh-t ’cause on my z, i ain’t never see sh-t

[hook]
only time you see a gangsta cry when he ain’t got nowhere to vent
built a name camping out n-ggas house, i’m cozy in a tent
never bend, break, or fold, these youngins got the game bent
be ready to throw they life away ’cause a n-gga made a diss
gettin’ in the wind and you ain’t getting paid for that hit
getting tender over ho’s, you know the hood done smacked that lil b-tch
i got a soft spot for the weak, i be always tryna’ give
but soon as the roles change these n-ggas never lend a hand

- 12st three

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