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No Sonogram Video (MV)




Performed By: Barz Banga
Length: 3:32
Written by: Shamel Thomas




Barz Banga - No Sonogram Lyrics




Made it through it all, never broken. I'm a testament to strength, I know that
I see you baby, no sonogram, man of honor that doesn't honor man
Yeah, your honor did me type filthy, Jamaican nigga upped it on Bergen and almost killed me
I'm here though, I'm here though, I'm here though, motherf*cker I'm here though

Four pounds, couple of ounces, little nigga hard like a mountain
Mama flicked one coin in the fountain, the other one she bought a loosey to introduce me
Daddy said f*ck them kids, a nigga done gave his rib
Mama found a hell of a sponsor, that nigga passed a needle with a hell of a monster

Yeah, welcome to pain, corner of Bergen street and no sympathy lane
Told a mean story, no empathy came, except from the hoes, you know Tiffany, Jane
Laquita, Beth, Trina, yeah, all of the above
Mad I only equate f*cking with love

But I could've died in the incubator, young Drizzy, you can thank me later
I see you baby, no sonogram, man of honor that doesn't honor man
Yeah, your honor did me type filthy, Jamaican nigga upped it on Bergen and almost killed me
I'm here though, I'm here though, I'm here though, motherf*cker I'm here though

I'm here baby, made it through the 80's with a sheep skin
Bidded in Sing Sing with the weak men
I really caught my bitch creeping
Never once dived off the deep end

My PO think that I'm a model dude
Not knowing I'm off that bottle too
And I black like Wesley, slinging my blade if the wrong nigga test me
I see V in my dreams, telling me Daddy you are king

Overshadowed at night in Queens when Bruzza came to get me and back that thing thing
I really watched homie die on the tier
He was really going home in a year
If I'm lying then I'm flying

A nigga better get so gone if I'm crying
Make his mama say so long ant that wake
Make his pastor be so wrong and so late
What'd it really say about you if I'm great

The box gave me still ass bread and I ate it
Faking never been an option
Either you in it or you watching
Either you with it or you capping

Nigga this ain't just rapping
I see you baby no sonogram
Man of honor that doesn't honor man
Your honor did me type filthy

Jamaican nigga upped it on Bergen and almost killed me
I'm here though
I'm here baby
I'm here though

I'm here though
Motherf*cker I'm here though
I'm here though
I'm here to stay

Barz Banga
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Made it through it all, never broken. I'm a testament to strength, I know that
I see you baby, no sonogram, man of honor that doesn't honor man
Yeah, your honor did me type filthy, Jamaican nigga upped it on Bergen and almost killed me
I'm here though, I'm here though, I'm here though, motherf*cker I'm here though

Four pounds, couple of ounces, little nigga hard like a mountain
Mama flicked one coin in the fountain, the other one she bought a loosey to introduce me
Daddy said f*ck them kids, a nigga done gave his rib
Mama found a hell of a sponsor, that nigga passed a needle with a hell of a monster

Yeah, welcome to pain, corner of Bergen street and no sympathy lane
Told a mean story, no empathy came, except from the hoes, you know Tiffany, Jane
Laquita, Beth, Trina, yeah, all of the above
Mad I only equate f*cking with love

But I could've died in the incubator, young Drizzy, you can thank me later
I see you baby, no sonogram, man of honor that doesn't honor man
Yeah, your honor did me type filthy, Jamaican nigga upped it on Bergen and almost killed me
I'm here though, I'm here though, I'm here though, motherf*cker I'm here though

I'm here baby, made it through the 80's with a sheep skin
Bidded in Sing Sing with the weak men
I really caught my bitch creeping
Never once dived off the deep end

My PO think that I'm a model dude
Not knowing I'm off that bottle too
And I black like Wesley, slinging my blade if the wrong nigga test me
I see V in my dreams, telling me Daddy you are king

Overshadowed at night in Queens when Bruzza came to get me and back that thing thing
I really watched homie die on the tier
He was really going home in a year
If I'm lying then I'm flying

A nigga better get so gone if I'm crying
Make his mama say so long ant that wake
Make his pastor be so wrong and so late
What'd it really say about you if I'm great

The box gave me still ass bread and I ate it
Faking never been an option
Either you in it or you watching
Either you with it or you capping

Nigga this ain't just rapping
I see you baby no sonogram
Man of honor that doesn't honor man
Your honor did me type filthy

Jamaican nigga upped it on Bergen and almost killed me
I'm here though
I'm here baby
I'm here though

I'm here though
Motherf*cker I'm here though
I'm here though
I'm here to stay

Barz Banga
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Writer: Shamel Thomas
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