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letra de letter to god - young scooter

[intro]
zaytoven
yeah, i keep this sh-t so real
i had to write a letter to god
haha

[chorus]
please god, can i have my n-ggas back?
please god, can i have my n-ggas back?
they restin’ in peace (yeah), or in jail for the g (jail for the g)
god please bring ’em back to me (please, god)
i know you did a lot of sh-t for me (young scooter)
but thats the only blessing i didn’t receive (please)
i just want my n-ggas back, can i have my n-ggas back? (yeah)
please god, can you bring my n-ggas back? (yeah)

[verse 1]
where all my real n-ggas at? (yeah)
all that sl!ck talkin’ll get you blatt! (count up, n-gga)
lil mexico city, thats where we at (lil mexico city)
they like why you rap about dope, thats getting whack (cocaina tricks)
i pray to god they free guwop
he took a chance on me, i f-cked around and got caught up (salute)
two months later they got both of us locked up (d-mn)
same cell, he saying, “be cool, bro, god’s got us” (f-ck)
please god bring the real n-ggas back
please god bring my n-ggas back
went to jail then lost double (og d)
think about him everyday, god bring him back (yeah)

[verse 2]
uncle skip died in my face shooting dice (d-mn)
shootin’ two bad, three cr-pped out, had a heart attack and lost his life
lil scooter walked through the cut in my grandmas house and p-ssed out
and large [?] with his lil ‘cuz, he was starved out
my cousin travis k!lled his wife and himself too (sh-ts crazy)
its a shame what that p-ssy do (d-mn)
yeah, so god have mercy on street
my grandaddy died and f-cked up the family (d-mn)
dear god, i need to talk to og d (please)
where the h-ll he put that f-ckin’ safe key (yeah)
he loved me and og boo dirty (yeah)
k!lled a real og for ten thousand, they worth it (f-ck)

[verse 3]
you rappers say the wrong sh-t on tracks (yeah)
really i’m just f-ckin’ up the traps (fake rappers)
go listen to the ten crack commandments (yeah)
wish i could bring b.i.g. back (richie porter too)
yeah, but i ain’t mad at cha (no)
but i know pac laughed (hahaha)
i wish i could bring aaliyah back (bring aaliyah back)
i’d let her sing on all these dope boy’s track (young scooter)
so caught up in the streets i didn’t know god’s prayer
ain’t went to church in fifteen years, ma was mad as h-ll (true story)
and when i fly to do a show, she be scared as h-ll
you n-ggas try to count me out, but i’m still here (young scooter)

- young scooter

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