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letra de back then prod ja1da - bop menaxe

[intro]
i got these blue tint diamond cuts on, man
nah mean
cartier, man, buffalo wood, man buffed up
just reminiscing right here
yeah, aye

[chorus]
back then
we ain’t have sh-t
n-ggas had to hustle
we ain’t have that sack then
n-ggas five deep, pulin’ up lemon

we ain’t have that black benz
i remember lil poochie had the mac-9
we ain’t own no mac-10
every now and then we’ll get a pack
but we kept them straps in

[verse 1]
either way we were finna work
ain’t no front, n-gga get it out the dirt
seen a n-gga get shot down the street from the church
nah, forreal
it’s way more k!llers than hustlers comin’ up out that summerhill
and money, hit the cr-p game in he hood, then in the ville
well-known in every hood, they know i really played the field
chasin’ money, i’m chasin’ hoes, we wasn’t never sittin’ around bored
did a lot sh-t in that 3 but i got my gang tight in fourth ward
[chorus]
back then
we ain’t have sh-t
n-ggas had to hustle
we ain’t have that sack then
n-ggas five deep, pulin’ up lemon

we ain’t have that black benz
i remember lil poochie had that mac-9
we ain’t own no mac-10
every now and then we’ll get a pack
but we kept them straps in

[post-chorus]
back then
bout ten n-ggas sharin’ one .35
back then
one car n-gga, we all gon’ ride
back then
if it’s up n-gga, we all gon’ slide
just like back then

[verse 2]
all these n-ggas pull up when it’s time to hit the club
where these n-ggas at when we was f-cked up tryna catch a plug?
fake love
i ain’t used to all these daps and all these hugs
and these n-gga clique hoppin’ like the b-tches in the club
the game changed
these n-ggas different
kept it skeptic, i wasn’t gonna do no pain

we gotta program these n-ggas
they ain’t usin’ they brain
i ain’t got no memory with you n-ggas, so what make you gang?
it’s crazy what some of these n-ggas’ll do for a chain
before the fame, it was just us
aye, disrespect n-gga it’s up
walk with whoever, we don’t give no f-ck
n-gga want money just to slide, but back then we’d go out nothing
lord i’ll say it, lord forever, i can tell these n-ggas bluffin’

[chorus]
back then
we ain’t have sh-t
n-ggas had to hustle
we ain’t have that sack then
n-ggas five deep, pulin’ up lemon

we ain’t have that black benz
i remember lil poochie had the mac-9
we ain’t own no mac-10
every now and then we’ll get a pack
but we kept them straps in
[post-chorus]
back then
bout 10 n-ggas sharin’ one .35
back then
one car, n-gga we all gon’ ride
back then
if it’s up n-gga, we all gon’ slide
just like back then

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