Letra

D.A. got that dope Oh, you a hunnid, nigga? Grab the tool, yeah (let's get it) Why you tough? Lose your attitude, yeah (attitude, yeah) Boy, that street shit, that's somethin' that you fear (yeah) But the system built for us to lose, yeah Middle fingers in they face if they ain't believe us Hunnid racks inside they face 'cause they gon' need us (they gon' need us) And we ain't grow up with big homies, they ain't teach us (they ain't teach us) It be the people that you love that be the leeches Where you from, you gotta walk 'round with your mental I'm from the trenches, plus I do it for the ghetto I'm with the same people that was with me when I was dead broke Close homies turned they back and they was dead wrong Oh, you a hunnid, nigga? Grab the tool, yeah (let's get it) Why you tough? Lose your attitude, yeah (attitude, yeah) Boy, that street shit, that's somethin' that you fear (yeah) But the system built for us to lose, yeah If you a hunnid, nigga, grab the tool, yeah You gettin' money, ain't got shit to prove, yeah Slow down, boy, you're livin' too fast, yeah Look, to get that money, what you gon' do for it? Try to rob me, movin' funny, is you gon' shoot for it? You turned your back on me, I made it, I know you sorry Niggas wanna play, so I just went and bought a new toy I know people only love you when you're doin' somethin' for 'em Own blood crossed me, I'm thinkin' 'bout doin' somethin' to him They gon' say they want your leg soon as you rip off your arm No appreciation, people always actin' like you owe 'em Sometimes I feel like I'd never make it out the struggle I never ever change of heart, the streets don't love me, but I love 'em, ayy Fuck bein' shot, have you ever lost your bundle? It's gon' be a cold summer, choppa hold a whole hunnid I'm a hunnid, lil' nigga Oh, you a hunnid, nigga? Grab the tool, yeah (let's get it) Why you tough? Lose your attitude, yeah (attitude, yeah) Boy, that street shit, that's somethin' that you fear (yeah) But the system built for us to lose, yeah If you a hunnid, nigga, grab the tool, yeah You gettin' money, ain't got shit to prove, yeah Slow down, boy, you're livin' too fast, yeah Oh, you a hunnid, nigga? Grab the tool, yeah (let's get it) Why you tough? Lose your attitude, yeah (attitude, yeah) Boy, that street shit, that's somethin' that you fear (yeah) But the system built for us to lose, yeah If you a hunnid, nigga, grab the tool, yeah You gettin' money, ain't got shit to prove, yeah Slow down, boy, you're livin' too fast, yeah
Writer(s): Durk D. Banks, David L Doman, Rudolph Clifton Thompson, Leparis Kentae Sr. Dade Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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