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letra de bring my niggas back - boldy james

[intro]

[chorus]
no matter what my n-ggas did, i had my n-ggas’ back
all of the sh-t a n-gga did, we had to live with that
i caught that case and did that [?], can’t be forgived for that
like what a n-gga wouldn’t give to have my n-ggas back
no matter what a n-gga did, they had a n-gga’s back
like if i slid, my n-gga slid, was quick to whip the strap
the type of n-gga never scared to pull that trigger back
like what a n-gga wouldn’t give to have my n-ggas back

[verse 1]
with my eyes closed, i can see my cousin ricky
white nike [?] cuffin’ up his d-ckies
when i light the weed i can see my cousin [?]
auntie robin living room bustin’ down another brick
when i pour the drink, i can see my brother [?]
on the phone driving with his knee cutting up the six
when i’m bagging up i can see my n-gga geno
in the trap with [?] thinkin’ ’bout my n-gga [?]
when i think of ray i think about that n-gga tino
my bro-bro robo had me tripping off that n-gga domo
and how young we was when they k!lled that johnny bravo
just talked to [?] r.i.p. my n-gga [?]
smirking [?] my evil grin
now every time we riding [?] me think of twin
[?] on the [?] selling three for tens
all of this pain bottled up, it’s hard to keep it in
[chorus]
no matter what my n-ggas did, i had my n-ggas’ back
all of the sh-t a n-gga did, we had to live with that
i caught that case and did that [?], can’t be forgived for that
like what a n-gga wouldn’t give to have my n-ggas back
no matter what a n-gga did, they had a n-gga’s back
like if i slid, my n-gga slid, was quick to whip the strap
the type of n-gga never scared to pull that trigger back
like what a n-gga wouldn’t give to have my n-ggas back

[verse 2]
what i think of my n-gga [?], that n-gga had about ten bodies
in the streets with my concreatures
got insomnia so i sip [?]
[?]
whole fam still kind of shook up ever since the death of my n-gga [?]
lost [?] to a stray bullet at a block party on the west side
r.i.p. to young [?] they just gave [?] another twenty-five
long live my n-gga [?]
freddie b and my n-gga markie
free that n-gga rico [?]
r.i.p. to my n-gga [?] stain like a [?] of bleach
[?] couldn’t wait to hit the creek
came home, didn’t even miss a beat
rest in peace to that n-gga [?], taught me how to drop the fish in the grease
[?] told me keep it in the streets
so if there’s any beef i ain’t sending tweets
used to mask up like it’s halloween
we was bag sn-tchin’, no trick-or-treat
think i’m playing, point it at his b-tch head
press the mag up to the n-gga’s cheeks
so i [?] the other day, told me [?] died, overdosed in his sleep
his funeral today, had me like “d-mn, it’s already been a week”
[chorus]
no matter what my n-ggas did, i had my n-ggas’ back
all of the sh-t a n-gga did, we had to live with that
i caught that case and did that [?], can’t be forgived for that
like what a n-gga wouldn’t give to have my n-ggas back
no matter what a n-gga did, they had a n-gga’s back
like if i slid, my n-gga slid, was quick to whip the strap
the type of n-gga never scared to pull that trigger back
like what a n-gga wouldn’t give to have my n-ggas back

[outro]
give to have my n-ggas back
give to have my n-ggas back
give to have my n-ggas back
give to have my n-ggas back

- boldy james

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