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glasses malone – no sympathy lyrics

[verse 1: glasses malone]
young [?] n+ggas [?] down with [?]
[?] but my westside [?]
where gang banging is the only thing constant
hood made me tough, call me [?]
once upon a time [?]
met a couple stupid motherf+ckers who wouldn’t [?]
[?] each and every motherf+cker seen me despret
[?] i was destand
and [?] is my presents in the booth
[?]
let’s all say a prayer for [?]
n+ggas think what i’m saying is the abosl+te truth
some real sh+t [?]
send out a couple slugs [?] bullitproof
[?] run out and taste the [?]
stay in these streets like a motherf+cking [?]

[chorus: glasses malone]
[?] down n+gga, not fare
[?] real sorry for he
did it this big, had it since a kid
[?] imma get it how i live
[?] down n+gga, not fare
[?] real sorry for he
did it this big, had it since a kid
[?] imma get it how i live
[verse 2: glasses malone]
[?]
[?]
f+ck rap, i ain’t talking bout feelings
talking bout [?]
man my sales match [?]
bags for the low, you can call that [?]
for every step n+ggas take, sh+t i’m one ahead
balling this hard [?] want you dead
hated now, another [?]
cause i’m always [?] gunfire
hhearts break when the hear the gun [?]
take my pistol everywhere, i ain’t never gon [?]
like some guys who used to [?]
same [?] is bench pressing [?]
that’s why the [?] never even faized me
cause [?]

[chorus: glasses malone]
[?] down n+gga, not fare
[?] real sorry for he
did it this big, had it since a kid
[?] imma get it how i live
[?] down n+gga, not fare
[?] real sorry for he
did it this big, had it since a kid
[?] imma get it how i live
[verse 3: jay rock]
yeah g let the blunt burn
before a verse, i did dirt like earthworms
see this pain in my eyes, they say homicide
[?] got me sleeping an hour at a time
i know these f+ck n+ggas plotting on tryna murder me
set me up, wet me up, [?]
that’s why i move with the tool, a sence of ergancy
in a black [?] mask, going like a [?]
and that b stands for blood, i can make you leak
but i’d rather ball like [?] on harlem streets
backing up the [?] watching martin on my dashboard
bumpin my sh+t, middle fingers to the taskforse
i asked for
more hate
[?] ak
[?] of a hundred rounds
even mainstream artists get put underground

- glasses malone lyrics

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