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letra de southern california - grind2hard osh’a

[verse 1]
know you n-ggas get busy, but we busy in my city
on the corner with the glizzy, got us dancin’ like we diddy (yeah)
because we still got some hope inside our trenches
my homie smilin’ though he got a life sentence
put some money on his books because he never told
broke his back for other folks, but he ain’t never fold
the old-heads look at me and say, “that n-gga chose”
them n-ggas won’t acknowledge me because them n-ggas hoes

[chorus]
brodie got caught red-handed, i pray he beat his case
mama wanna see her son, it’s gon’ be okay
i went and tatted up my face, i need some war paint
it’s hot out here, i told the lord i need some more rain
’cause it don’t rain in southern california
from out of town, they gon’ whip it on you
so i land with the bl!cky, stand with the bl!cky
all my chains on, if you want it, then come get me
[verse 2]
cha cha slidin’ on your block like we had a reunion
it’s dirty money, lord, forgive me, still payin’ communion
dispensary just shipped the p’s, they landed in houston
run up a mil’, don’t post the money, them n-ggas is clueless
mama was a real n-gga, my daddy abusive
can’t help her fight the n-gga off, i was feelin’ so useless
kickin’ doors, granny knowin’, she sayin’ i’m foolish
hit a l!ck for this mic, i just wanna do music

- grind2hard osha

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