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letra de ain't my fault (g-style) - g perico

[verse]
used to jump out of the regal
lay ’em down with the street sweeper
but now i run my own label, and puttin’ on for the gangsters
the place, the town i was raised in, the dividing line to la
since it’s a drought on real n-gg-s, how the f-ck could you hate
’cause these n-gg-s be snitchin’
walkin’ round wired, tryna ask you questions
these punk -ss b-tches be hidin’ your kids
tryna steal your blessings
it ain’t my fault if i don’t know nothin’ but to be a
raw -ss n-gg-
it ain’t my fault you so fake you don’t know how to
deal with it
it ain’t my fault if your motherf-ckin’ name is bad
but it’s my fault if i ever get caught hangin’ with your -ss
i wake up, get money, stay away from all you suckas
me and my n-gg-s is on, that’s why the hoes wanna f-ck us
we jump in benzes and jags and head out deep to my shows
and seeing blue and red rags, the damus f-ck with the loc
i’m a young og n-gg-, my hood know me n-gg-
jumpin’ out of brand new sh-t, drinkin’ on oe n-gg-
i had thirty thousand dollars cash in a bag in all fives
since they sent my n-gg-s to the feds
wash my hands with that powder
i’m a mogul game changer, ex-con, g-ngb-nger
gettin’ drunk as f-ck and be a dope d-ck slanger
it’s g

[outro]
you can’t stop us
they can’t stop us
we won’t stop
so b-tch don’t try
we true soldiers
so way out don’t die
we true locs
so way out don’t die, b-tch
you can’t stop me, b-tch
you can’t stop me, b-tch
you can’t stop me, b-tch
so b-tch don’t try
we true soldiers, we don’t die
we true soldiers, so way out don’t die
you can’t stop me, b-tch
you can’t stop me, b-tch
you can’t stop me, b-tch
yeah, b-tch you can’t stop this sh-t
so way out, ho

- g perico

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