letra de aint nobody pt. 2 - rondoe
[verse 1: lil mo]
k!lla city where n-ggas still gang bang
and the kid’ll spill your brains for some small change
n-ggas hustle all night in the cold rain
lil babies gettin’ shot, this sh-ts a cold game
kc a jungle, but i love where i live
all the sh-t i been through, is why i’m real as i’m is
really fuccin’ up suckas and duccin’ the pen
i just hope the lord forgive me for all the sh-t that i did
he took a n-gga life right in front of his kid
its hard not to k!ll when you’re k!llin’ to live
his mama on dope, ain’t sh-t in the fridge
daddy ain’t there, he locked up for an m
its really real and the sh-t won’t stop
i’ll be an old man wit my grandkids reppin’ the blocc
its really real and the sh-t won’t stop
i’ll be an old man wit my grandkids reppin’ the blocc
[chorus: lil mo]
we the n-ggas really out here doin sh-t
n-ggas say they wit the sh-t, but we ain’t seen ’em since
old common n-ggas, need to use some commonsense
i like the kind that fold, you can keep the cents
told him pull up on me, cuz i need a bricc
get a pound but he gave his ass the whole clip
the game don’t love nothing, cuz this sh-t sicc
that’s why i ride around town wit this fo’ fiff’
[verse 2: rondoe]
rattin’ aye is at an all time high
jealous ass n-ggas, stay up outta mine
off that rosé, i don’t fucc wit sean john
dipped in this polo, i don’t fucc wit sean john
ain’t no love in this motherfuccin’ game
hoe ass n-ggas, throw dirt all on your name
tryin to show love but showin’ love’ll get you k!lled
ridin’ them suckas it can get you an l
and when i say l, i mean put under the jail
it’s fucc’d up, probably gonna die in there
watch these snakes bra, they really on the move
you the type that broke in n-ggas houses to steal shoes
i was out there wit a pacc, n-gga servin’ your mom’n’them
had to slow down this sh-t don’t love ya forreal
what if i stop, would they still love a n-gga still
i was young, mac dre’d out, gone off pills
[chorus: lil mo]
we the n-ggas really out here doin sh-t
n-ggas say they wit the sh-t, but we ain’t seen ’em since
old common n-ggas, need to use some commonsense
i like the kind that fold, you can keep the cents
told him pull up on me, cuz i need a bricc
get a pound but he gave his ass the whole clip
the game don’t love nothing, cuz this sh-t sicc
that’s why i ride around town wit this fo’ fiff’
we the n-ggas really out here doin sh-t
n-ggas say they wit the sh-t, but we ain’t seen ’em since
old common n-ggas, need to use some commonsense
i like the kind that fold, you can keep the cents
told him pull up on me, cuz i need a bricc
get a pound but he gave his ass the whole clip
the game don’t love nothing, cuz this sh-t sicc
that’s why i ride around town wit this fo’ fiff’
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