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letra de my nigga - dubba-aa

intro: dubba-aa
i talked to my n–a the other day
i told my n—a to keep his head up
that boy gone be home soon
yeah
hook 1: dubba-aa
sometimes i’m in my own head i can’t think straight
like why they took my n—a away
count down to young n—a release date
we gone ball and count up everyday
ain’t n0body like my n—a my round my round my n—a my n—a
ain’t n0body like my n—a my n—a my round my round my n—a
verse 1: dubba-aa
i got some n—-s who’s behind the wall
who ain’t coming home
got no one to talk to
yeah they all alone
commissary getting low down to yo last
got two dollars on yo books you gotta make it last
keep yo head up just know you the realist of the realist
n—as snitching out here
and you know thе streets fed up
n—s be lying on ya name
ain’t no codе, oh how the streets changed
just know you ain’t missing nun from behind the wall
n—-s still b—-s and these h—s want you to buy the mall
some real advice so i hope you keep it witcha
them n—as that you claim yo n—-s ain’t really witcha
hook 2: dubba-aa
sometimes i’m in my own head i can’t think straight
like why they took my n—a away
count down to young n—a release date
we gone ball and count up everyday
ain’t n0body like my n—a my round my round my n—a my n—a
ain’t n0body like my n—a my n—a my round my round my n—a
verse 2: j green
she lied to you to seem them prison walls or heaven gates
judge dropped that hammer on my dog he doing day for day
just got off the phone with him we talked i made sure he straight
he told me that he eaten more he putting on some weight
he said j for that rap s–t you gotta hold it down
cause from the grave yard to the pin boy ima hold it down
all that s–t you been through you made me proud
you main reason ion walk round with my head down
can’t lie i really miss my n—-s load up the dracos and spin ben bout my n—a
no you good for phone calls commissary some pictures you know
wrong or right you got yo n–a for life on this side
hook 3: dubba-aa
sometimes i’m in my own head i can’t think straight
like why they took my n—a away
count down to young n—a release date
we gone ball and count up everyday
ain’t n0body like my n—a my round my round my n—a my n—a
ain’t n0body like my n—a my n—a my round my round my n—a

- dubba aa

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