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lirik lagu i can tell you – snap capone

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i can tell you bout the glory, i can tell you bout the pain
i can tell you bout the hood cause i grew up on estates
i can tell you bout the rats, i can tell you bout the snakes
i can tell you bout sunny days, can tell you bout the rain
you ain’t been in court, i can tell you bout the trials
when the jury says guilty, then they send your ass down
i can tell you bout jail, ten years in them cells
that n*gga heart broke cause a n*gga f*cked his girl
i can tell you bout realness cause all these n*ggas fake
trey eight on me, imma shoot him till it breaks
ten bricks re*up, i can tell you bout the trap
seen over half a mill and i made it in the trap
i can tell you bout the fights, i can tell you bout the gunplay
friday jummah, used to church on a sunday
i can tell you bout the sacrifice, can tell you bout regrets
i can tell you bout happiness, can tell you bout stress
i can tell you bout no food in the fridge, hungry
i can tell you bout an ends line, i can tell you bout country
i can tell you bout funerals, can tell you bout the wakes
can you tell me who’s your foes?
can you tell me who’s your mates?
i keep my enemies close but i keep the pole closer
never rid out and hit an opp, you’re a joker
i can tell you bout wooly, i can tell you bout the narm
oh them n*ggas from where? never seen them once
i can tell you bout jungle, i can tell you bout t.n
i can tell you bout stigz, i can tell you bout c.s
i’m a k!ller, my whole hood can tell you bout my duppies
but i ain’t even bragging cause k!lling is my hobby
i can tell you bout the murders, i can tell you bout the tents
i had to sleep on a couch, no money for the rent
you couldn’t tell me sh*t, you ain’t ever lived this life
you ain’t ever stood up in court and took a five
you ain’t ever had to load up and go on a glide
snap capone a marksman, my aim is precise
had an argument with my celly, now i can’t even sleep
a shank by my pillow, sh*t n*gga it’s him or me
found my opps in the jail now i’m never backing down
this ain’t road, this is jail, let’s see who’s really on it now
that b*tch said she loves me but it’s hard to believe
can’t let her in, don’t wear my heart on my sleeve, capisce?
you ain’t seen no battlefields, you ain’t got no scars
alhamdulilah, it’s still praise to allah
spray like sauvage, war story like iraq
i could tell you bout the ending or i could tell you bout the start

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