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letra de free me - young yadda

i ain’t get shot 9 times
but i did 9 in the pen
all the times i been shot at
i ain’t never been hit
up state with the men
i ain’t never been b-tched
had a knife fight twice
and ain’t never been nicked
ya always had a thing for clapping a belly
baggin the feddy
jumping in the back of the chevy
if it’s me between you
i’m gon get it
if i pull a gun guess what
i’m gon spit it
i need spinach money
simple as that
and i ain’t got no problems
with getting the strap
i think solitary confinement f-cked me up
homicide just confined me
and roughed mе up
man sh-t ain’t the same when i was a kid
lil whorеs i went to bed with
in bed with the fedz
they know the whole thing between me
black and shizz
but they ain’t got no case now
cause black is dead
time goes by facing 25
hoping that these n-ggas ride
tell the lil homies free me
tell them free me
time goes by facing 25
hoping that these n-ggas ride
tell the lil homies free me
tell them free me
have you ever seen a man shot
seen a man dead
seen a man’s brains splattered
on his d-mn kids
i did
ya had a bad friend
they wan blast me but really wan blast him
i was in the county for two and a half years
i ain’t shed not one not a half year
seventh floor
locked on the body pod
every celly that i had had a homicide
they wan still beef
n-ggas wan still beef
i hit the streets and they still couldn’t k!ll me
i’m not easy
nope not my n-ggas
i’m not him so no i’m not dry snitching
when the cops come better keep ya mouth shut
cause i’ll line ya ass up like a fresh cut
my heart pump real
and it ain’t never stop once
come with yadda i’ll show you how to drop something
time goes by facing 25
hoping that these n-ggas ride
tell the lil homies free me
(tell the homies let me go man
let the f-cking men go
tell the homies i wan come home
tired of this sh-t man
they wan lock us all up
that’s what they wan do
they want us to smoke weed
sell drugs they want us to k!ll each other
they want us to do all that sh-t man
that’s that real sh-t
they want to close the door
and throw away the f-cking key
yea we ain’t doing that
i ain’t going out like that
f-ck that
i need lawyer money
come on now
i need the witness address
where he live at
hunh
we ain’t going out
where his grandma live at
nah we ain’t going nowhere
we gon stay right here
come on
let my n-ggas out)

- young yadda

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