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(Nick, you're stupid) Damn, homie I thought you really ride for me I thought you was gon' hold it down for me, you lied to me I though we was cool How you want me to die, homie? Damn, homie I thought you was my- Damn, homie What the fuck happened to you? How you change on me? I'm on fifty, got to keep a Glock with me just in case they not with me, huh Damn, homie, bands on me (Bands) How you gon' call the feds on me? (Huh?) I ain't got no homies, all my niggas just like blood-brothers Family, look Hand on the butt, mans saw me (Mans saw me) Sand to the beach, sand on me (Sand on me) A lot of enemies, I get 'em out of here before I let 'em get to me (Yeah) Been givin' out headshots for little broski Spin the block until them niggas all stop breathin' Don't wanna talk it out, too late for sympathy We gon' wipe a nigga nose if he don't stop sneezin' We ain't even 'til you get hit with the lemon squeeze (Get hit with the—) Hit him all up and now we even Steven SongtexteStep right on the mouse before he eat the cheese (Step right on the mouse before he—) Fuckin' with her feelings, now she sick of me I don't want your love, I want your energy I fuck with you the most 'cause you can keep a secret And when she open up, I let her picture me Arch your back on me, now she won't stop leakin' You always got my back, you're like my backbone She gon' pick it up when the phone start ringin' When I leave the crib, I bring the MACs home Tears fall down Melody's eyes when I'm leavin' (Huh?) Damn, homie I thought you really ride for me I thought you was gon' hold it down for me, you lied to me I though we was cool How you want me to die, homie? Damn, homie I thought you was my- Damn, homie What the fuck happened to you? How you change on me? I'm on fifty, got to keep a Glock with me just in case they not with me, huh Many men How many niggas you had shot? Many men had raised my past 'cause I love you I take a chance, got you where you want me on my hundred grand If you catch a nigga who had did it, I'll give you a hundred grand You wash your pain away with a hundred Xans And at the time I ain't understand Noigga stabbed me in my back, I gave another chance 'Nother chance, and another chance You told me I was family, you treat me like a orphan I done broke the money down into a hundred portions Broke it down with different niggas, went through a hundred courses I'm the voice of the streets, it ain't a hundred voices Sit yo' ass down with the unemployment How you claim the streets? You ain't did nothin' for 'em Streets, family, family, streets Tug of war I mix the Percocet with lean, I'm feelin' paranoid Damn, homie I thought you really ride for me I thought you was gon' hold it down for me, you lied to me I though we was cool How you want me to die, homie? Damn, homie I thought you was my- Damn, homie What the fuck happened to you? How you change on me? I'm on fifty, got to keep a Glock with me just in case they not with me, huh Aus Songtexte Mania