blood in blood out
Lakay46 Plays
•19 May 2020
Tailor made for this shit, you niggas ain't cut for it You wouldn't do it if you weren't getting a cut from it Put my niggas on, now the studio's star-studded You better respect it even if you choose to not love it My niggas ain't just rapping when they say they had nothing When y'all was eating me and my niggas was malnourished I'm standing in front of the gun for it Niggas act like ex-cons untill they get confronted I'm well conducted, my niggas are far from it Put it right under your nose, you niggas get caught running Say you got a lot but most of it comes from us Nobody knows nothing 'till stories get uncovered Gave you a chance to tell it, now they gotta hear it from us Couldn't walk a mile in my shoes, you sock puppets Fact remains, nobody did it how I've done it We saw the interviews, you niggas just press runners What's a couple rumors compared to the struggles I've suffered? Y'all still out numbered, broke bread with 'em Just like Jesus at the last supper And still making more than what I did last summer Bank roll on every word I utter One of one you'll never find another Still get the studio smokey like Chris Tucker Niggas pop and disappear as quick as soap bubbles But it's Rubber Band Gang, bitch you heard me, I ain't stutter Yeah
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Here are my scores: Bars: 6/10 Delivery: 6/10 Impression: 10/10
Tailor made for this shit, you niggas ain't cut for it You wouldn't do it if you weren't getting a cut from it Put my niggas on, now the studio's star-studded You better respect it even if you choose to not love it My niggas ain't just rapping when they say they had nothing When y'all was eating me and my niggas was malnourished I'm standing in front of the gun for it Niggas act like ex-cons untill they get confronted I'm well conducted, my niggas are far from it Put it right under your nose, you niggas get caught running Say you got a lot but most of it comes from us Nobody knows nothing 'till stories get uncovered Gave you a chance to tell it, now they gotta hear it from us Couldn't walk a mile in my shoes, you sock puppets Fact remains, nobody did it how I've done it We saw the interviews, you niggas just press runners What's a couple rumors compared to the struggles I've suffered? Y'all still out numbered, broke bread with 'em Just like Jesus at the last supper And still making more than what I did last summer Bank roll on every word I utter One of one you'll never find another Still get the studio smokey like Chris Tucker Niggas pop and disappear as quick as soap bubbles But it's Rubber Band Gang, bitch you heard me, I ain't stutter Yeah
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