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letra de the mob - lil mexico

[intro]
oz on the

[chorus]
i came straight out the trenches, runnin’ with the mob
i got n-gg-s that’s k!llin’, and some my n-gg-s rob
remember jumping them fences, running from the law
i got n-gg-s in prison, stuck behind the wall
i came straight out the trenches, runnin’ with the mob
i got n-gg-s that’s k!llin’, and some my n-gg-s rob
remember jumping them fences, running from the law
i got n-gg-s in prison, stuck behind the wall

[verse 1]
trench baby, i done seen a lot of things
i’m from a small town but you know i got big dreams
i’m from a small town filled with a lot of fiends
i been tryna make it out but it ain’t easy as it seems, yeah
trench baby, yeah, you know the streets raised me
i was just a young n-gg- on the block with a .380
dare a n-gg- try to play me, i’ma make his mama hate me
god forgive me for abortion if i k!ll this woman baby
i ain’t rap too tight, i seen a lot when i was young
grave dry, runnin’ with the mob, goin’ dumb
started from the bottom, yeah, we came from the slums
i got my bread up, remember i ain’t have a crumb
runnin’ with the older cats, breaking all the rules
daddy was locked in prison, had to fill my own shoes
’cause no one in the hood, they would call me bad news
i was thuggin’ real early, i ain’t have nothin’ to lose
mama told me stop, i ain’t listen
she said the route you takin’ gon’ get you locked in the prison
well, lately i been hustling, my life, i been risking
mama, i’m sorry, your son’s a product of the trenches

[verse 2]
all my n-gg-s really spray them rounds, spray rounds
if he soft, we make him lay down, lay down
we don’t play, this ain’t no playground, playground
leave him dead with his face down, geek out, i will make it sound
’cause on my side, it ain’t safe on my side
keep on talkin’ sh-t, gon’ make me slide on your block like home base
got my mask, got my gloves, i ain’t tryna leave a trace
got too much up on my plate, ain’t got no time to catch a case
i got n-gg-s locked in prison praying for an appeal
i can’t wait ’til they free bro, i swear that n-gg- kept it real
got jammed and i ain’t squeal, stayed solid like still
promise when i get my deal, i’ma put you up a mil’
i came straight out the trenches, i really ran in that jungle
seen some n-gg-s leave early, that’s the reason i’m humble
but ain’t no ho in my blood, n-gg-, that’s word to my mama
know we all ’bout that drama, come try to k!ll if you wanna
i grew up around gorillas, some of my n-gg-s k!llers
i seen n-gg-s dead in my hood like michael jackson, thriller
real shooter, never phony, b-tch, it’s in me and it’s on me
in my city, i’m like tony, n-gg-, f-ck you and your homie

- lil mexico

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