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Murda on the beat so it's not nice Hmm, yeah, yeah Hmm, ayy, yeah, I got so many enemies, ayy If I die today, is you gon' remember me? Yeah Go and get it or get got, that ain't sin to me, yeah I done seen a lot, product of these streets Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I can't put my trust in you, huh I can't put my trust in you That Glock come dark skin Caught a case, I was locked in Street shit, I was locked in Came from them apartments Gotta watch, you plottin', 'cause niggas flodgin' Bullets, we dodgin', gotta take precautions What you gon' do when you run out of money? What you gon' do when you can't serve a junkie? Asked you once, "Do you really love me?" Know you a snake 'cause you snaked your cousin I take drugs, prescription, how you love them niggas? Durkio too official, we ain't into it with niggas Them statements got your initials, I can't get caught with pistols Undercover agents, they was shoppin' with you I take a lot to get to, I take a lot to get to Songtexte This shit ain't new to me, the streets ain't foolin' me This shit ain't new to me, the streets ain't foolin' me This shit ain't new to me, the streets ain't foolin' me This shit ain't new to me, the streets ain't foolin' me Hundred thousand all hundreds, young nigga been thuggin' I been juggin', not juggin', came straight out the gutter Pussy niggas with money, they get on my fuckin' nerves Leave that bullshit for the birds, in a hotbox gettin' curved Mama told me, I ain't learn, had to do that on my own Ridin' with that fuckin' chrome, this is why I wrote this song I ain't even write this song, swear this shit straight off the dome Put the chrome to your dome, send your pussy nigga home Hmm, ayy, yeah, I got so many enemies, ayy If I die today, is you gon' remember me? Yeah Go and get it or get got, that ain't sin to me, yeah I done seen a lot, product of these streets Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I can't put my trust in you, huh I can't put my trust in you Coffins, get some coffins (Coffins) I'm tired of hearing all this talkin' (Tired) Chalk in, get the chalk in My dogs gon' bite, they ain't just barkin' (Yeah) Can't trust her based off what she would do for a Birkin (Hell nah) She from the hood, her cousin jackboy puttin' work in When she met me, tried to tell me she a virgin (Me, cap) Knew she was lyin' as soon as I seen her twerk it (Twerk twerk, yeah) And catch the ones from the sky (Work work, yeah) I know that look in her eyes (I know) Since my first milli', I don't who I can trust, dawg (Yeah) Feels like lately all my loose ties gettin' cut off (Yeah) Ain't tryna fuck lately, I'm tellin' bitches fuck off (Yeah) Workin' hard, never dependin' on no luck, dawg (Yeah) Celibate the way I never gave a fuck, dawg Hmm, ayy, yeah, I got so many enemies, ayy If I die today, is you gon' remember me? Yeah Go and get it or get got, that ain't sin to me, yeah I done seen a lot, product of these streets Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I can't put my trust in you, huh I can't put my trust in you Aus Songtexte Mania