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letra de mama cry - bandgang masoe

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[intro: bandgang masoe]
d-mn, e, this a cl-ssic
yeah, thought i’d never see my mama cry
’til the day i heard my daddy died
never speak about a homicide
that’s the sh-t that get your onions fried, hey

[chorus: bandgang masoe]
thought i’d never see my mama cry
’til the day i heard my daddy died
never speak about a homicide
that’s the sh-t that get your onions fried
money ain’t everything, somebody lied
man, that’s the main reason n-gg-s die
they bring them tools, we ain’t gotta fly
man, that’s the only way i wanna buy

[verse 1: bandgang masoe]
i stack it up for bad days, i go so hard for z (i do)
love robin and auntie tanya, they had love for me (i swear to god)
got my og goin’ insane, she know we play for keeps
can barely visit, i might catch a body on her street
long story short, n-gg-s told, feds did a sweep
free my n-gg- boogz out the feds, we need him on these streets
for the ones who told, ain’t no love for you or your peeps
they talking down, i hope they got it to replace them teeth
talkin’ ’bout me, put my problems in this texas tea
or offsets with the ratchet, ain’t a cardi b
get out of line, this b-tch’ll spin you like it’s r&b
i got somethin’ to make you lay down like omb
if he ain’t down to put a skit down, he ain’t with me
we get a plate then treat this sh-t like all you can eat
we bought a k, our og said, “be all that you can be”
i put a n-gg- close to god for that jesus piece (money, n-gg-)

[chorus: bandgang masoe]
thought i’d never see my mama cry
’til the day i heard my daddy died
never speak about a homicide
that’s the sh-t that get your onions fried
money ain’t everything, somebody lied
man, that’s the main reason n-gg-s die
they bring them tools, we ain’t gotta fly
man, that’s the only way i wanna buy

[verse 2: bandgang lonnie bands]
ooh, ayy, hit some sh-t i can’t say on the track
n-gg-, the feds kickin’ doors, i don’t know if i’m next, ayy
i’m movin’ all these pounds, all this weight on my back
hard not to k!ll a n-gg- and put my face on that
slide down in that buggy with no plates on that
nowadays gotta mask up, we can’t play like that, hey
’cause these so-called hitters, they be rats
streets took the stand, n-gg-, gave deek a gnat
if they get me in that room, i’m a bat
n-gg-, this sh-t really the mob, if i tell, i get whacked, ayy
i ain’t no k!ller but all the k!llers embrace me
i ain’t never been a ho and i ain’t never been lazy
i love my baby mama even though that b-tch crazy
i would’ve lost my life if i ain’t have that baby, ayy
chanel made me move smart, made me go harder
shout out my last b-tch, that b-tch made me cold-hearted, hey

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