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letra de young boy - major nine

[chorus: major nine]
now let me tell you bout the story of a young boy
who lost his life to the barrel of a gun boy
i know you n-ggas might not feel me cuz you ain’t really from my city, but my n-ggas in my city really really got to feel me
( repeat)

[verse 1: major nine ]
i lost my brother to the streets where i reside
block from block they really k!lling over sides
some n-ggas shooting just to say they let a shot off
my brother died because he couldn’t get a shot off
he asked me did i need the hammer about a week before
i was on the field he in the field so i told him no
keep that glizzy for the reaper if you meet him let it blow
we can’t take too many losses man them sh-ts might over flow. it hurt my heart to see my n-gga in that box that they dropped had them demons in my heart but them tears couldn’t stop. i miss them days where we used to play fight, and throw rocks, wake up early in the morning just to meet up on the block. every day a thug holiday. long live scooch long live tanaman and poochie what it do
lil richard watch over all them n-ggas from the town
rest in peace to all my angles man i got to hold it down

[chorus: major nine]
let me tell you bout the story of a young boy
who lost his life to the barrel of a gun boy
i know you n-ggas might not feel me cuz you ain’t really from my city, but my n-ggas in my city really really got to feel me
( repeat)

(lil dred talking) yea yea this gon make the thugs cry real rap dred

[verse 2: lil dred]
lil bruh you know that i feel you
you know that the pain is so familiar
and pain have a young n-gga bitter
sometimes i be crying in the mirror
thinking about my lil n-gga kathead
d-mn why you ain’t listen to what eshia said
he told you not to vibe with them n-ggas
and pain will turn your dog into a k!ller
now a days you can’t tell them youngins nothing
santana got k!lled over nothing
i got love for evan and his momma
real childhood friend we was younger
we never wanted to be the president
we never to be obama
the white house ain’t made for no n-gga
it still feel like they slaving a n-gga
when they took ya man they shoulda took us with you
now im stuck here looking at this picture
with all the boys but you ain’t in the picture
circle small but them columns getting bigger
n-ggas hating some them hammers getting bigger
thinking bout in em sh-ts makes me shiver
real rap so i put my soul in it
heart feel like i got a whole in it
all this k!lling ain’t no controlling it
and devil trying to take control of me
he don’t know them angels watching over me
r.i.p my big homie seid still screaming
r.i.p teven
all my dead homies like my angles i pray all my homies go to heaven

[verse 3: lil bee]

let me tell you bout the story of a young boy
a true hustler by the name of kenny young boy
the way they f-cked over my n-gga turmey none boy
remy told me hold ya head befo its spun boy
that sh-t still hurt me it still get to me
but i can’t let it show
and it show me you can’t trust n0body green will make them blow
just got memories just got tookie but it left me dirt and low
on tv was always there to steal my n-ggas till i go
and i know every one miss that 1 they can’t get back
n-ggas dying for respect i got too much pride to just get jacked and need that check cuz they got mouths to feed got
so much stress build up i need a ounce of weed
just so f-cked up still rest t-rite i know you hear me dog
wish we could get high 1 more time
you and jay that sh-t right there still trip my mind
lot of young boys didn’t make it over hating
and turned to motivation now i need it no more waiting rest my angels

- major nine

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