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C-murder - Lil Nigga Şarkı Sözleri

C-murder | Şarkı Sözleri

    [master p]
    oh yeah
    as i finally made my journey
    a lil´ bit stress free
    i look back in the ghetto at all the lil´ niggaz
    that probably never make it out
    you know the lil´ niggas that gon´ get caught up in the gun fights
    lil´ niggas that trying to hustle
    and lil´ things that´ll do anything to get it
    you know what im saying

    chorus: repeat 4x

    just another lil´ nigga, this one for my lil´ niggas

    [master p]
    he was only 14 but he stayed strapped
    the lil´ nigga, put his hood on the map
    any problems on the block the lil´ nigga he would solve ´em
    anybody wanna weight somebody had to call him
    the lil´ nigga had the ghetto locked down like a rotweiller
    called him baby tony??? he had the money and the power
    he´s only 1 week from getting rich
    but it´s 4 days, 3 nights, 2 hours, and a minute from his death
    showed his picture on the news with a mouth full of golds
    and they showed the car with a couple of hoes
    i couldn´t believe what i seen my lil´ niggas´ dead
    so i made this song for every ghetto nigga mislead

    chorus

    [master p]
    everybody say...

    [c-murder]
    lil´ niggas make the world go ´round
    the juvenile is full of lil´ niggas out of every town
    and broken homes with no daddy be the first cause
    my lil´ homie doing time getting his nuts soft
    and ghetto teams packing heat like its legal fool
    and pull a g a week, nigga, so fuck school
    and mama cry but she shouldn´t let it worry her
    cause every kid can´t be a mother fucking star
    my nigga black steal a car in 10 seconds flat
    am i trigger happy cause i´m falling or peel your cap
    my cousin rocks smoke weed ´til his mind gone
    my homie killer facing life pushing heroine
    all he wanna be is just a ghetto superstar
    who fuck bitches, make money and drive cars
    now who´s to blame for my homies getting they money quicker
    this one here for my crazy ass lil´ niggas

    chorus 4x

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