Aye yo yo check it out yea you let me take you somewhere you never been before
Ya heard me a place that you know nobody never heard of yea
The projects died my uncle died but I still feel his spirit yea
I told that pussy hoe shut up and sit back and listen yea
They came with big guns on em like Tony Montana
They came to draw blood from you they don't bang bandanas
I hope you really pay attention cause I can do this with no mentions yea
R.i.p my nigga pop neighborhood hero
He grind to the f*cking top all the way from zero
He turned a brick into a block
And he ain't never miss a shot and when my nigga died naw he ain't get shot
His b.m gave em aids and I watch him rot yea
He came back alive twice then his f*cking heart stop
You see the pain in my eyes don't you be afraid
Cause when the hero dies who the f*ck gone save the day
He put murder victims in his face he won't never catch a murder case
Ever since gotti brother died he been riding round with that stick ever
Since he got hit thirteen time he been smoking gas ever since
My mama left me in that cold and it made me hard
My daddy did me like a dog and it left me scarred
When Verd got lock ASG cause hell yea
They done sent shots from dade all the way to Hallandale yea
Fool tried to set me up for death I guess karma made em second guess
I did evil but I'm still bless God can see the good in my chest
I keep that 23 on me even when I wait in line
I got that Rollie out the trap even through them hard times
I pray my son forgive a nigga for the time
I miss I exchange love with gifts ain't that's some cold shit
When I finally got me some money I knew it was time
When I started blowing up I damn near lost my mind
He f*ck with Haiti's and the forty's is he zoe or slime
Started screaming f*ck the opps when zebo f*cking died
Like a hitchhiker I was down to ride yea like future for uncle snoop it's a homicide
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Aye yo yo check it out yea you let me take you somewhere you never been before
Ya heard me a place that you know nobody never heard of yea
The projects died my uncle died but I still feel his spirit yea
I told that pussy hoe shut up and sit back and listen yea
They came with big guns on em like Tony Montana
They came to draw blood from you they don't bang bandanas
I hope you really pay attention cause I can do this with no mentions yea
R.i.p my nigga pop neighborhood hero
He grind to the f*cking top all the way from zero
He turned a brick into a block
And he ain't never miss a shot and when my nigga died naw he ain't get shot
His b.m gave em aids and I watch him rot yea
He came back alive twice then his f*cking heart stop
You see the pain in my eyes don't you be afraid
Cause when the hero dies who the f*ck gone save the day
He put murder victims in his face he won't never catch a murder case
Ever since gotti brother died he been riding round with that stick ever
Since he got hit thirteen time he been smoking gas ever since
My mama left me in that cold and it made me hard
My daddy did me like a dog and it left me scarred
When Verd got lock ASG cause hell yea
They done sent shots from dade all the way to Hallandale yea
Fool tried to set me up for death I guess karma made em second guess
I did evil but I'm still bless God can see the good in my chest
I keep that 23 on me even when I wait in line
I got that Rollie out the trap even through them hard times
I pray my son forgive a nigga for the time
I miss I exchange love with gifts ain't that's some cold shit
When I finally got me some money I knew it was time
When I started blowing up I damn near lost my mind
He f*ck with Haiti's and the forty's is he zoe or slime
Started screaming f*ck the opps when zebo f*cking died
Like a hitchhiker I was down to ride yea like future for uncle snoop it's a homicide
Ya heard me a place that you know nobody never heard of yea
The projects died my uncle died but I still feel his spirit yea
I told that pussy hoe shut up and sit back and listen yea
They came with big guns on em like Tony Montana
They came to draw blood from you they don't bang bandanas
I hope you really pay attention cause I can do this with no mentions yea
R.i.p my nigga pop neighborhood hero
He grind to the f*cking top all the way from zero
He turned a brick into a block
And he ain't never miss a shot and when my nigga died naw he ain't get shot
His b.m gave em aids and I watch him rot yea
He came back alive twice then his f*cking heart stop
You see the pain in my eyes don't you be afraid
Cause when the hero dies who the f*ck gone save the day
He put murder victims in his face he won't never catch a murder case
Ever since gotti brother died he been riding round with that stick ever
Since he got hit thirteen time he been smoking gas ever since
My mama left me in that cold and it made me hard
My daddy did me like a dog and it left me scarred
When Verd got lock ASG cause hell yea
They done sent shots from dade all the way to Hallandale yea
Fool tried to set me up for death I guess karma made em second guess
I did evil but I'm still bless God can see the good in my chest
I keep that 23 on me even when I wait in line
I got that Rollie out the trap even through them hard times
I pray my son forgive a nigga for the time
I miss I exchange love with gifts ain't that's some cold shit
When I finally got me some money I knew it was time
When I started blowing up I damn near lost my mind
He f*ck with Haiti's and the forty's is he zoe or slime
Started screaming f*ck the opps when zebo f*cking died
Like a hitchhiker I was down to ride yea like future for uncle snoop it's a homicide
Writer: Gerald Freeman
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