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crooked i – never forget lyrics


never forget
(feat. eddie fontaine)

[verse 1:]
i’m broker then a b-tch and i’m sick and tired
i’m feelin’ like i’m walkin in fire
i’m feeling like i’m jojo dancer before i expire
can i get rich prior
in long beach them bullets wiz by ya
clappa ain’t a rappa still it spit fire
in ain’t no jobs n-body gets hired
so to escape it junkies get higher
6 in the morning hustling on the corner
tryin’ to get out that abyss
i was born and switch me with form
and rumble in the jungle p-ss me your gonna get
mixed with no warning

p-ss poor got my school clothes from the thrift store
just a ghetto boy like the 5th ward
so i dropped out thinkin’ this war
n-gg- get yours
cash over b-tches true religion
you see what’s going on through the kitcken
we steppin’ on crack same drug broke
your mothers back like the superst-tion
me and the boys is sellin’ poison
like we 3 members new edition
you said we’ll die or get threw in prison
if i make a song about it who would listen

i’m walkin’ down the street n-gg- broke as f-ck
lookin’ for a deuce tryin’ to patch up
but the change is lose so as we sit down, no doubt
i was walkin’ down the street with my n-gg- skinny kinny
on my side, b-tches p-ssing by
n-gg-s won’t let a n-gg- rise so he stuck
that’s why
i’m walkin’ down the street tryin’ to catch the bus
just to catch the train headed to lyon
tryin’ to do my thing cause i just can’t stop i can’t stop
and it’s real as real it gets
i strruggled for years just to breathe in this b-tch
so i never forget

[verse 2:]
some of us die some got threw in prison
i wanna ride for a new position
i wanna make an alb-m about my life but in this music
business tell me who would listen
whatchu’ wanna hear truth or fiction
petty n-gg-s talkin’ about they movin’ shipments
like ups but you bs so your birds wouldn’t know what
to do with pigeons
keep it 100 everytime i rock a beat
and i done it deep from the heart i sleep with a gun
i dream about peace but not the one under the pillow
glock 9 rather fock mics put a stop sign
on the block life slingin’ hot lines
over rock pipes then i got signed
i’m in the spotlight
cl600 silver benz makin’ love to my dividends
gettin’ calls from relatives i never knew at all
and n-gg-s that never been my friends
n-gg-s that never been my friends
i didn’t change
you n-gg-s changed the way you treat me
just because i’m

i was ridin’ down the street with my top down
got a bad b-tch sittin on my side rubbin’ on my thigh
wondering why i’m so motherf-ckin’ fly and i smile
’cause she knows
i drop her off pick up one more everyday that’s how it goes
in every way that’s how it goes
i’m ridin’ down the street with my n-gg- skinny kinny on my side
in that black on back ‘lac sittin’ on them 6’s
man this money sh-t is addictive
and it’s real as real as it gets
it’s funny how sh-t flips so f-ck you and that b-tch
i’ll never forget

i’ll never forget man
how you n-gg-s gonna hate on me
i’m a top running, section a
spraying raid on roaches n-gg- man
you n-gg-s should be inspired by me
i came from nothing
a’right, that’s real motherf-cker talk dog
when i lay that gt coupe on the boulevard
n-gg- it came from nothing
you n-gg- supposed to be inspired right now
ya know what i mean
you just a looter n-gg- like me

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