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letra de middle of the trenches - hunckho bookie

hunckho bookie:

in the middle of the trenches, i can’t leave my house if i ain’t got my pistol with me
lil kobie dead, on god i wish he was in prison
these streets get colder than a blizzard when the sun goes down
refuse to be a victim. my sister baby daddy hit her, i almost k!lled him
they say don’t die up in these streets, your little boy needs you n-gga
boy you gonna drown inside these streets, your heart ain’t in it n-gga
ma said don’t let me catch out there by the corner store, shе went to sleep and i was right there by thе corner store
he tried to sell me a fake gun that n-gga know he wrong, bih told me cut them n-ggas off but i’m still holding on
they locked my dawg back up, they gave him 20
d-mn near a quarter and he was hoping for a nickel
ain’t posed to f-ck with him like that but i still miss the n-gga
in the middle of the trenches, i can’t leave my house if i ain’t got my pistol with me
lil kobie dead, on god i wish he was in prison
these streets get colder than a blizzard when the sun goes down
refuse to be a victim. my sister baby daddy hit her, i almost k!lled him
zo say don’t die up in these streets, your little boy needs you n-gga
boy you gonna drown inside these streets, your heart ain’t in it n-gga
ma said don’t let me catch out there by the corner store, she went to sleep and i was right there by the corner store
tee tried to sell me a fake gun that n-gga know he wrong, been told me cut them n-ggas off but i’m still holding on
they locked my dawg back up again & gave him 20
d-mn near a quarter and he was hoping for a nickel
ain’t posed to f-ck with him like that but i still miss the n-gga … he tried to f-ck with my bm i should’ve k!lled the n-gga …

when the sun goes down
hard headed kid, my mama told me slow down
they want me dead, 2 choppas when we roll round
glock in my hand, the police told me show mine
in the middle of the trenches
i can’t leave my house if i ain’t got my pistol with me
lil kobie dead, on god i wish he was in prison
these streets get colder than a blizzard when the sun goes down

fredo bang:
hard headed as f-ck, the 40 be tucked
mama told me don’t be spinning but you know that i upped
they slapped a 7 on my life, i was sh-t out of luck
young n-gga want to be at home but with the murders i’m stuck … yea jocing
these n-ggas speaking on my name these n-ggas talking
yeah wish i was at home out here flossing
attitude f-cked put a n-gga in the coffin
my mama try to pray for me, maybe it worked, maybe it didn’t
i’m still out here stepping with the glizzy
they say they loved me when i left, they ain’t miss me
i’m with that murder phone booming sh-t busy
p-ssy you can get it
hunckho bookie:
in the middle of the trenches, i can’t leave my house if i ain’t got my pistol with me
lil kobie dead, on god i wish he was in prison
these streets get colder than a blizzard when the sun goes down

- hunckho bookie

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