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letra de tears of blood - heem b$f feat. black soprano family

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uh, uh, they know
it′s heem n-ggas
we ain’t gon′ get caught up in all that who that best sh-t (nah, nah, nah, nah)

this for real street n-gga

look seen my cousin dude die and i ain’t been the same since (i ain’t never been the same)
still my favorite dope boy, i be on the same sh-t
quick to gun a n-gga down, not the one to play with
compact 45, like the one he stayed with (bap, bap, bap)
in them street all night, we gon′ play the grave shift
get you grams of the white and that hard grey shift
asking god make me rich, with the ones i starved with (dear god)
seen my first 20 grand, servin′ ready hard l!cks

how we end up goin’ to war, ones we play ball with
n-ggas breakin′ all rules beefin’ over small sh-t
tried my best to stay in school, next week we all quit (i′m a dropout n-gga)
f-cked around and got a deal, i’ma get us all lit
put my life on the line, it gave me nothin′ back
before i ever sold a verse, i was dealing crack (i really did n-gga)
at my worst tried my best, gotta give me that (gotta give me that)
when i was one i seen death and god sent me back

this be the life of a street n-gga (they know)
see the path that we chose
come with friends and some foes
i live the life the street n-gga
f-ck the rules and the codes, they told me anything goes
this be the life of a street n-gga

told me keep it in the street, you gotta play for keeps (gotta play for keeps n-gga)
n-gga dying over b-tches, steady talking’ in the sheets
grew up in the jungle, preying on the week
rain, hail, or sleet, you the wolf or a sheep
takin’ all them chances grindin′ all week
hundred sixty-eight hours, n-gga i ain′t been to sleep
talkin’ like you got it, but rich n-gga cheap
put a rubber band on it every time i make a g (every time i make a stack n-gga)

cooking up a ounce, dreamin′ ’bout a ki
n-ggas never had a run, keep talkin′ like he me (you ain’t me n-gga)
school you to some game, it′s gon’ be a fee
with the homies out in harlem, they treat me like i’m flee (like i′m cam or somethin′)
play the game and you play to win (play to win)
when hard times knock you down, gotta stand up and play again
this the main event i’m weighing in, standin′ in ten (on ten)
hoping god forgive me for my sin

uh
they know
live the life the street n-gga
this be the life of a street n-gga
see the path that we chose
come with friends and some foes
i live the life is a street n-gga
f-ck the rules and the codes, they told me anything goes

this be the life of a street n-gga
see the path that we chose
come with friends and some foes
i live the life is a street n-gga
f-ck the rules and the codes, they told me anything goes
this be the life of a street n-gga

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