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Walk2Chow
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10 Eylül 2026
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God Why you took dog
Still stood tall
fed yards cause I'm good y'all
I learned that ain't homie ain't your homie in this hood y'all
I learned if you hit him in the head, body should fall
I still got bro numbers on my phone wish I could call
He gonna take the 20 Pleadin Out Or shhh gone to trial
Hit me Say he Just seen what's his name?
I told him CALL ME NOW
Heard mommy crying in that court and couldn't turn around
Bloods holla whoop when Eva they see me on that walk 2 chow
100 onna lawyer could a bought a dwelly
My codefendant took a quarter man that shit was heavy
60 FEDS front the crib **** wasn't ready
Just pray they didnt infiltrate I pray the gang steady
Why you keep askin all these questions
who you working wit? I just feel a nervousness
Every time I'm in that church and shit
They gonna watch the gram
You know the shit
So they can know who hit
My lil bitch from out Chicago, she got me Merch'n shit
Gotta switch the phone, another jack
I think the fed's called
Locked inside a box.
You start to talkin to them damn walls.
He got hit with chop It bit his calf
One his legs small.
My lil from Boston got me puttin shit on dead dogs
You ain't never woke up in a pen
Or had to see your baby growing up in Pics
you ain't mix ya chicken with ya fish
Or had to yell through a vent
to a **** that won't make it home till 2086
Chain gang tough togetha on that van trip.
We gone need ya docket sheet and transcripts.
Fed pics, G shocks, tan shit, lost trial, took his time, man shit
Shit be hitting different when yo man switch
Call me bro but it ain't show
**** did me dirty.
We' was sinnin early
Mama used to play the kitchen worrried
Notha mission curry
All this spinning, man this shit get blurry.
How I tell my daughter if I lose they gone give me 30.
Says she know when something wrong
I told her pray for me
Pics and commissary for them comrades faithfully
Act like I believe her when she told me she gone wait for me
Nightmares Of **** that we put to sleep Chasin me
You don't get no credit being real
I ain't get no credit for them drills
They ain't give me credit when I told them killers chill and they chill
Right lawyer could get broke back on appeal
Me and Stamps in them hood Halls
You don't fuck with me, I don't fuck with you.
We good dog
Wanted an Assist. I was open, **** looked off
Hella times I could have sent play
**** pushed Pause
Baby bro ain't never played sports he poppin footballs
We just put a motion in for gang to get a betta sentence
If she ain't the daughter of my grandma Bitch can't tell me Listen
If you know my body like I do **** never snitchin
I ain't carry commissary ever Im worth Seven Digits
God Why you took dog
Still stood tall
fed yard cause I'm good y'all
I learned that ain't homie ain't your homie in this hood y'all
I learned if you hit him in the head, body should fall
I still got bro numbers on my phone wish I could call
Written by: Tsu Surf
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