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g herbo - sin & games lyrics

[intro]
aye, aye now on some real sh-t though, man
it’s, it’s like chicago is just a lifestyle that you know what i’m sayin’ a lot of people not used to but we adapted to it
like i’m 20 years old, i know i know probably at least 50 people dead, like personally that i know like dead or not
you know what i’m sayin’
on the day to day basis this sh-t not regular

[hook]
all we know is darkness, all we know is pain
all my n-gg-s heartless, this the game we play
and we come from, where they hate us
and they take from, world full of fake love
nothin’ but cloudy days, shoot outs ’round the way
babys catchin’ strays, but this the game we play
this the game we play
know i’m riding for the game, we straight
i know this the game we play, one soldier [?]

[verse 1]
illonios, chi, eastside i was raised
roamin’ outside spendin’ most of my days
grade school, just a young n-gg- with a heart [?]
and some other young n-gg-s with me ready for whatever
all i tell ’em ‘go and get ’em thuggin’, hustlin’
shed a tear, shoulda make his blood borthers like i was born with ’em
took a long, long time love to see my n-gg-s shine
fought a storm with them, a couple gone on the ride
they ain’t seen outside a long, long time
somewhere at the wrong time, prolly too much on they mind
tryna homicide, other half gone now
now god called him home while mama is traumatized
and that’s why we all quit the chains n-gg-s
one time back again the wall and lettin’ pistols off with the
[?] tryna [?] a piece, at the ball games kickin’
state to state on the planes trippin’
kobe died with his pain sippin’
thinkin’ how we used to hang with him

[verse 2]
‘member when i used to write rhymes on the microsoft
record lyrics on the trap flip ‘fore i ever touched a microphone
young n-gg-, like 15 granny livin’ in the warzone
naw i ain’t talkin’ harkas, boy [?] rikers homes
[?] gon’ lie was frightened, but i had it right by my side, i’ma let it off always
walkin’ inside with that b-tch in my hand with no lock on the door and no light in the hallway
one thing for certain, i know that my hitters lurkin’
[?] all day
look at you f-ck n-gg- like always
hop out the whip pull out the clip in broad day
ain’t no regrets cause all the sh-t we did, we did it our way
can’t trust n-gg-s, f-ck these n-gg-s i learned that the hard way
and all the n-gg-s that’s with me they ridin’ like a harley
.40 in that old school, it ride like a ‘rari

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