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lirik lagu russian roulette – uncle murda

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[verse]
most of da n*ggas i got beef wit, i used to be cool wit
word to my kids, i shot n*ggas i went to school wit (dam!)
sold crack to people that i used to look up to
robbed n*ggas i just finished saying “what up?” to
we had food stamps, no silver spoon
hard knock life
selling product in my environment, i got hard white (i got it!)
screaming “free my n*ggas!” dat i know never coming home
i strapped, risking my freedom n*gga can’t leave dat gun at home (waz gud!?)
never got it on safety, too many n*ggas hate me
got interrogated for hours, police couldn’t break me (they couldn’t!)
commissary for all my n*ggas dats in da can
it’s da cemetery for all dem n*ggas dat took da stand (bang!)
i be schooling n*gga’s but dey be playing hookie
lil n*gga! ya big homie*big homie is p*ssy! (he soft!)
n*ggas fold under pressure when dey hear dem numbers
n*ggas start thinking bout missing all of dem summers
now you making statement bout n*gga’s ya mans shot
you ratting on n*ggas dat you was wit in the sand*box (godd*mn!)
crime don’t pay when you do it wit suckas
i do sh*t by myself or wit n*ggas dat’s like my brova’s
loyalty is rare when you dealing wit street n*ggas
i f*ck wit who i f*ck wit, i un’be tryna meet n*ggas (nah!)
no dapping n*ggas, it’s ah head*nod when i greet n*ggas
i’m ‘social distancing’, play me six*feet n*ggas! (woo!)
feds got “all eyez on me” like biggie opp
if ah body drop in my hood dey think i got da n*gga shot
it wasn’t me, but my n*gga did get the n*gga hit
police tryna figure out weekly, how many bricks we flip
the first head*shot k!lled him, his eyes rolled in his head
the other three was just to make sure that the n*gga dead
real talk, who talking like dis?
don’t talk about how ya almost shot me if all ya did was miss
i been shot at wit better guns, f*ck you was shooting n*gga!?
ya sh*t was going ‘pow*pow’, it wasn’t ‘booming’ n*gga! (it wasn’t booming!)
dey un’make n*ggas like me no more, my n*gga
i’m 50*get rich or die tryin’, ‘reasonable doubt’ jigga
[outro]
dats how you catch ah body, oh i just caught ah body!
n*ggas know my body, these n*gga’s no*body!
dats how you catch ah body, oh i just caught ah body!
these n*ggas know my body, these n*gga’s no*body!

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