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letra de luv is gone - young noble & deuce deuce

[intro: young n0ble]
yeah, young n0b’ in this mof-cka
deuce deuce in this mof-cka
my n-gga akk up in this mof-cka
main event up in this mof-cka
outlawz up in this mof-cka
concrete mob in this mof-cka
yeah man

[verse 1: young n0ble]
came up from the bottom me and my brother shawn (brother shawn)
on school nights i sold coke ’til the mornin’ (’til the mornin’)
sleepin’ in class like a dumb n-gga snorin’
ain’t know no betta, these streets was more important (for real)
they kicked me out, life i had to figure it out (figure it out)
made a lot of mistakes had to take different routes (routes)
just sprayin’ word of mouth yeah i got that work (got that work)
never mind ya baby mama, yeah i hit that first
god forgive us, we hustlе right in front of the church (in front of the church)
let mе tell it, i’ve been thuggin’ since birth (since birth)
some time it feel like i’m blessed, but i’m cursed (cursed)
black diamond, i ain’t know what i was worth (what i was worth)
man, (man) like i’m blessed, but i’m cursed (cursed)
a black diamond, i ain’t know what i was worth (what i was worth)
some times i feel like i’m blessed, but i’m cursed (cursed)
black diamond (diamond) i ain’t know what i was worth (c’mon)
[chorus: young n0ble]
i was raised by the hustle (hustle) dusk ’til dawn (dusk ’til dawn)
standin’ on the corner ’til the drugs is gone (’til the drugs is gone)
heart cold ’til the love is gone (’til the love is gone)
he got his first strap and a thug was born (and a thug was born)
i was raised by the hustle (hustle) dusk ’til dawn (dusk ’til dawn)
standin’ on the corner ’til the drugs is gone (’til the drugs is gone)
heart cold ’til the love is (yo) gone (’til the love is gone)
he got his first (yeah) strap (yo) and a thug was born (and a thug was born)

[verse 2: deuce deuce]
i was raised on the street, i had to hustle just to eat
late night walkin’ the beat, wit’ holes in my sneaks (sneaks)
wear my heart on my sleeve every breath i breathe
loyalty and honor, i was tired as a seed
so many lost in the greed, it’s like a disease
that seeps through the skin, be the evil in men (evil in men)
they ain’t know if they comin’ or goin’
you can sit and talk all day or show ’em
we live and lead by example, different cloth different language
youngin’ mind your manners
through this life of sin we rhyme for a cause
i know my hands is dirty what about yours?
rhyme wit’ a purpose, until it’s curtains
they want stripes without puttin’ the work in
bite off more than you chew another service
and wonder why so many murders
[chorus: young n0ble]
i was raised by the hustle (hustle) dusk ’til dawn (dusk ’til dawn)
standin’ on the corner ’til the drugs is gone (’til the drugs is gone)
heart cold ’til the love is gone (’til the love is gone)
he got his first strap and a thug was born (and a thug was born)
i was raised by the hustle (hustle) dusk ’til dawn (dusk ’til dawn)
standin’ on the corner ’til the drugs is gone (’til the drugs is gone)
heart cold ’til the love is gone (’til the love is gone)
he got his first strap and a thug was born (c’mon)

- young noble deuce deuce

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