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letra de nothing personal - trinity garden cartel

[intro]
(-we gonna do a song that you never heard before-)
yeah, street knowledge
straight off the motherf-ckin’ streets of trinity
for you listeners, check it

[verse 1: mike b.]
don’t you player hate me, ho
man, i’m ’bout tired of this ho sh-t
i’m heartless out the garden, no n-gga to f-ck with
on the block with the stone (yeah)
and them other ho’s are jealous ’cause we bringin’ more money home
i’m keepin’ all of my player points
i get paid, on the cool, then sit back and smoke a joint
i know my mind ain’t tight, d
if i ain’t even got my cousin with the nerves to de-cite me (ha)
and them n-ggas we was raised with, talkin’ nonsense
’cause they still had to rob and sh-t
let’s go to the memory lane, bone (way back)
they was raised with a daddy, i was born without a home
my mama couldn’t take care of me
i live my life day by day, on the clock, g
but that’s life, sh-t, and it don’t quit
straight up, holmes (what’s up man?)
i’m no n-gga to f-ck with
[bridge]
murder-rem a-mis a-murder-rem
tell them p-ss a-them a-why murder-rem
a-miss-a murder-rem a-miss-a murder-rem
tell them p-ss a-them a-why murder-rem, it’s a

[verse 2: d]
it has gotten to a point that i’m fed up with the bullsh-t
and the player hater punk clique
everywhere i go, i feel myself bein’ watched
so i pack a .45 just in case i’m busted
no need in lyin’ sayin’ i’m not paranoid
as another day approaches, i’m alive
i say thanks, god, and i’m a targeted man
when i step out on the scene they say “i wish i had your hands”
that’s when i turn with silence
never speakin’ my mind ’cause it might be critical violence
put my pride to the side and then i jet away
thop a joint, take a pull, it’s another day
it’s a d-mn shame, these tricks
(and why you say that, d) them n-ggas mad over a b-tch
but them hoes don’t do it their way anyway
givin’ up the c-ck, fillin’ one day, pay day
the new school has made the players turn into haters
traitors, and low down perpetrators
step in the garden, grab your gear with a full kit
(yeah, you motherf-ckers) i’m no n-gga to f-ck with
[bridge]
bomboclaat me yea gon’ tell them ’bout your rass
bomboclaat me yea gon’ tell them ’bout your p-ssy rassclaat
bomboclaat, me yea gon’ tell them ’bout your rass
bomboclaat, me yea gon’ tell them ’bout your p-ssy rassclaat
listen

[verse 3: d]
in the ward, they say i’m soulful
i’m a hustler if you want it, i can get it in a dry drove
the jealous hearted are mad at d
but we all got five seasons, we can go out and get it, g
stop makin’ up those punk excuses (yeah)
’cause the game that you bring is defenseless and useless
hey yo, i learnt a long time ago
don’t be a race lover (ho), columbians gotta go
when i was shackin’ in the underground
my n-gga eazy and fought to hook me up say “they still down”
the rumor out on the streets (yeah)
was that i got 35 in my appeal, yo, i couldn’t beat
see, i’m supposed to be locked up, ha
but i ain’t, you can tell by the bank that i stacked up
i ain’t scared to go get it (so go and get it)
but the game has it’s ups and downs
make a punk quit it
you see, d is a die hard
as i’m thinkin’ i’m-a send a peace shot to my n-gga floyd
yeah, he tried to get it (quick, too quick)
so add him to the list man (add this to the list)
no n-gga to f-ck with
[bridge]
all of them brothers do for test me test me
what if you know me, i’m the dance machine, a-miss-a
all of them brothers do for test me test me
what if you know me, i’m the dance machine, miss-a

[verse 4: d]
cartel is real, not a clique of gang or slang
just some brothers carryin’ and realizing
togetherness equals love, not about a push or shove
get it in gill, black, my bother full of wits
cartel (no n-ggas to f-ck with)

- trinity garden cartel

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