No Tears Testo
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Testo No Tears
Yeah
It's that mobb shit nigga
It's that d-boy shit, coke dealin nigga
[Verse 1: The Jacka]
I breath on the mic, for niggas who push d
Tryna send a kite to my potnas in [?]
Magazine flicks let ya see that we still eat
Sleep on a steel cot, bathe in a steel sink
Raised in the slums pushin crimes is way deep Ran into a plug fell in love the same week
Hope it last forever bring me places I never seen
Livin out my dreams just a young nigga 17
Coulda been whatever but I gave up everything
Blinded by the cash life is fast the streets is mean
Happened for a reason just surprised you noticed me
First I didn't care then the lifestyle grew on me
[Verse 2: Ampichino]
They'll be no tears in the end
When a righteous man dies cause the world still spin
Look into my eyes trapped in the world I'm in
2012 they say the world gon end
Take my dick out her mouth, I let ya girl go in
The house, but she caught up in this world I'm in
This life of sin, we went from boys to men
Only 15 years old, headed to the pen
Baby said she pregnant I just had to accept it
The feds sweeped the city & ate some niggas for breakfast
Did 9 months for a weapon, came home Did my homework with the weapon, it's back on
Stones to bricks you get your some split, ever cross us
They had a quicker eye, watchin my circle of bosses
We had officers paid off, in the quarter office, tryna get the rest of this weight off, chea
[Verse 3: D-Rek]
I go hard like cooked coke, man you know this shit dope
Sick flow, clips blow for work when the shit's slow
Pulled a.44 like lil jon niggas get low
All the hustlers & pimps is all who a spit fo
Watch full of rocks, chop full of shots
Block full of knocks, smoked out tryna cop
Heroin & hop, runnin from the cops
Stick with the code don't be runnin with the cops
Where's ya work bitch nigga I done sold my zips
Checkin my loot, cause the world cold as shit
On my balls be the type of shit a soldier spit
Tycoon status so I can't fold my chips
It's that mobb shit nigga
It's that d-boy shit, coke dealin nigga
[Verse 1: The Jacka]
I breath on the mic, for niggas who push d
Tryna send a kite to my potnas in [?]
Magazine flicks let ya see that we still eat
Sleep on a steel cot, bathe in a steel sink
Raised in the slums pushin crimes is way deep Ran into a plug fell in love the same week
Hope it last forever bring me places I never seen
Livin out my dreams just a young nigga 17
Coulda been whatever but I gave up everything
Blinded by the cash life is fast the streets is mean
Happened for a reason just surprised you noticed me
First I didn't care then the lifestyle grew on me
[Verse 2: Ampichino]
They'll be no tears in the end
When a righteous man dies cause the world still spin
Look into my eyes trapped in the world I'm in
2012 they say the world gon end
Take my dick out her mouth, I let ya girl go in
The house, but she caught up in this world I'm in
This life of sin, we went from boys to men
Only 15 years old, headed to the pen
Baby said she pregnant I just had to accept it
The feds sweeped the city & ate some niggas for breakfast
Did 9 months for a weapon, came home Did my homework with the weapon, it's back on
Stones to bricks you get your some split, ever cross us
They had a quicker eye, watchin my circle of bosses
We had officers paid off, in the quarter office, tryna get the rest of this weight off, chea
[Verse 3: D-Rek]
I go hard like cooked coke, man you know this shit dope
Sick flow, clips blow for work when the shit's slow
Pulled a.44 like lil jon niggas get low
All the hustlers & pimps is all who a spit fo
Watch full of rocks, chop full of shots
Block full of knocks, smoked out tryna cop
Heroin & hop, runnin from the cops
Stick with the code don't be runnin with the cops
Where's ya work bitch nigga I done sold my zips
Checkin my loot, cause the world cold as shit
On my balls be the type of shit a soldier spit
Tycoon status so I can't fold my chips
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