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letra de i was just a child - ebk jaaybo

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah (2tone)
james (ike, ikey, n-gga, let’s get it crackin’)
one two, four, n-gga, three, four
long live e, n-gga
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, you ever seen a n-gga on the pavement face down? (on the pavement face down)
h-ll yeah, first time i seen a face shot, i was just a child (i was just a child)
ayy, but we gon’ spin they block ’til we knock a n-gga down (’til we knock a n-gga down)
’cause we ain’t with the playin’ ’round, n-ggas know what i’m talkin’ ’bout (n-ggas know what i’m talkin’ ’bout)

[verse]
how y’all never outside, n-ggas hobos
don’t wanna spin that block no more ’til someone spin it let a polе blow
distrokid pay me every month, i can’t go brokе
but if i do, i’m gon’ send a hooker where the hoes go
i can’t lie, n-gga, the only man that’s 3k and still a fly n-gga
don’t know if brodie got his pole, i know mine with me
eye for a eye, we done slimed plenty
i hope that i don’t let this life end me
had innocence, but i lost it to the g
fightin’ demons, moms prayin’ over my body while i’m sleep
i wonder will i go to h-ll, i sent somebody to that street
granny don’t listen to my music ’cause it’s violent when i speak
but she love me and she know that i’m thuggin’ and she don’t judge it
the time that i said i was comin and slid, n-ggas was runnin’
yeah, that rap cap slap, but to be honest, i don’t bump it
’cause if you check the score, we don put a n-gga up because
so i ain’t trippin’ off what n-ggas talkin’ ’bout
’cause over solbe, the left, rights walked a n-gga down
it’s to the point where n-ggas don’t even come function in the south
think i’m a rapper, push up on me, we for sure gon’ bump it out
i bet them hoes love me now
used to diss me in the classroom, i was tryna get a bag
freshman year was drivin’ past school
granny trippin’ off my grades, mama used to whip my ass too
now i’m drivin’ foreign, it’s the type of sh-t the cash do
all i know is they bagged dude
don’t f-ck with b-tches from the south, them hoes ran through
this bag touch, we finna take a trip to cancun ’cause we can do it now
ain’t no silencers on my weapon, i’m gon shoot it loud
was locked up and couldn’t slide, but i could do it now
for them n-ggas that’s in the way, they need to move around
just stripped a homie for his jewels, that’s what we do to clowns
find out where they livin’ in the g, i bet they movin’ out
gizz, jazz
[chorus]
yeah, you ever seen a n-gga on the pavement face down? (on the pavement face down)
h-ll yeah, first time i seen a face shot, i was just a child (i was just a child)
ayy, but we gon’ spin they block ’til we knock a n-gga down (’til we knock a n-gga down)
’cause we ain’t with the playin’ ’round, n-ggas know what i’m talkin’ ’bout (n-ggas know what i’m talkin’ ’bout)

- ebk jaaybo

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