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letra de no mercy - lil boosie

“no mercy”

[intro:]
[lil boosie:]
my ghetto retarted (retarted retarted retarted) dumb way (dumb way) dumb way (dumb way) off that dumb sh-t (dumb sh-t) with my ghetto. no mercy n-gg- no mercy no mercy n-gg- ima neva say die thas what my o.g. told me. (believe that southside city n-gg-)

[chorus:]
my ghetto my ghetto, hoes lie n-gg-z jive thats what o.g. told me.
my ghetto my ghetto, if you make it to see 25 n-gg- you a o.g.

[verse 1:]
n-gg- wake up in tha morn don’t know if they died, don’t know who they friend can’t even trust they kin. f-ck it! fake it till ya make it keep it all the same, don’t even show ya stash spot to ya ol lady. watch these n-gg-s eyes. these n-gg-s strapped unda them cow hides these n-gg-s clappin in dat southside. if ya hit 25 then ya lucky mos n-gg-s get killed when ya real like bucky! all that buckin gets ya head bust p-ssed down a n-gg- block and you done messed up! you outta here. bottom board to the fullest man im holln’ what it do ima southside baby i got love for that dew.

[breakdown:]
you got the hustlas, the n-gg-s bought the big bread ya got the bustas, ya got the feds and the cookheads you got the skeezas. the iphones and tha beepers ya got ya people but is yo people yo people thats who it evil n-gg-.

[chorus:]
my ghetto my ghetto, hoes lie n-gg-z jive thats what o.g. told me.
my ghetto my ghetto, if you make it to see 25 n-gg- you a o.g.
my ghetto my ghetto, hoes lie n-gg-z jive thats what o.g. told me.
my ghetto my ghetto, if you make it to see 25 n-gg- you a o.g.
no mercy, n-gg- no mercy. no mercy, n-gg- ima neva say die!
no mercy, n-gg- no mercy. no mercy, n-gg- ima neva say die!

[verse 2:] might die oh the dark way i get done with the a.k. southside make these n-gg-s scream mayday! mayday! rest in peace to all my g’s from the bottom to the top but i put ivy on tha top ghetto superstar.

[breakdown:]
n-gg-s on they broad, n-gg-s on these bars. recession in tha streets n-gg-s back to stealin cars. o.g. told me how this sh-t would unfold if i eva got tha money and tha cars and clothes. these n-gg-s hoes just like hoes.

[verse 2 cont’d:]
alot of n-gg-s in mah ghetto need to be exposed. we always on the news “someone lay down” (stay down!)
dis year man we killed more than brookstown! chopper rounds goin off in mah territory we the ones started! call this sh-t retarted! get ya mind right. the o.g.s the b.g.s the bottom the top; you got the boulevard but im crossed and criped out.

[chorus]

[verse 3:]
let’s get back to the south sh-t. where you from? how you come? hope you dumb cause we dumb c-ck that back shoot through ya lung. dude don’t make me twist ya toungue tick tick tick tick tick tick like a n-gg- playin drum, big drum choppa drum. we ain’t playin son kill you and ya n-gg- thas a and 1. straight up. i know some boulevard die hard n-gg-s who brought they business some uptown gorillas some bottomboard killas! southside head honcho ivy left it to me so ima always be return to. n-gg-s be dead with no insurance, life it aint a game (f-ck that!) lets get it n-gg- yo life for my chain. they wanna investigate the murder crack rock is the perk old people peepin out tha window like turtles. no mercy in my neighborhood n-gg-s play for keeps. whole families die when a n-gg- play wit me b-tch.

[chorus]

- lil boosie

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