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mo3 - take 'em to church lyrics

my mama stayed in the church
granny make sure we was there every sunday
on the block i was raised by the worst
so much pain the sh-t made me hurt
came a long way from slangin that work
still put a n-gg-hs face on the shirt
young n-gg-h came from the dirt
my granny gave me to the church
i bought that b-tch a new purse
push start the whip it’s go skirt
?
pack out the pack it was wrap out the wrap
it didn’t matter which ever came first
young n-gg-h take ’em to church so i gotta take ’em to church

yeah 3 i can’t help the way that i’m feeling
right now n-gg-h worth a couple of million
gotta grind just to get it my ? so relentlessly
from the gutter the struggle my enemy
i had to scratch for the check it’s ridiculous
got on my knees and this what i prayed for
i told god to bless my bankroll
and i shall shine and flex on these f-ck n-gg-hs
and i shall ? with these stank hoes
i ran up my ? no amigos no ? el chapo diego
my feet cost a kilo que pasa this choppa this my bike i’m debo
they told me i’m losing they lost me like nemo
all my shooters shoot uzi no free throw ?
that quapo i’m copo want cheddar no cheetos
they plot on the profit i watch through the peep hole i see ’em

my mama stayed in the church
granny make sure we was there every sunday
on the block i was raised by the worst
so much pain the sh-t made me hurt
came a long way from slangin that work
still put a n-gg-hs face on the shirt
young n-gg-h came from the dirt
my granny gave me to the church
push start the coupe it go skirt
i drop a band in her purse wondering if it’s gon work
pack out the pack it was wrap out the wrap
it didn’t matter which ever came first
young n-gg-h take ’em to church
so i gotta take ’em to church

sat-rday night going live
known early that morning when sunday came i gotta be up
sleepy then a b-tch phone ringing needa re-up
but the plug wanna text i’m trying to who got it cheaper
lord forgive me for that gun i had in that church house
on the back road
it was on mother’s day i’m at the fellowship
in hp with blake yeah i’m strapped up (i really was foreal)
?
i fantasize about the keys by the water
i was just a baby when they took me to the alter
my granny used to say baby pray and be smarter
i grind like i got but no son and no daughter
young n-gg-h i was blessed to be the best and be in charge
i could’ve been dead but instead i went harder

i never smoked weed but i gun smoke
my mama know that i’m cut-throat
used to wanna play the drums in church
until i bought chips with a whole drum roll
bout a band what a n-gg-h thumb through
baby wanna kick it no kung fu
i raise my hand up to god
cause he bought that new coupe outside

my mama stayed in the church
granny make sure we was there every sunday
on the block i was raised by the worst
so much pain the sh-t made me hurt
came a long way from slangin that work
still put a n-gg-hs face on the shirt
young n-gg-h came from the dirt
my granny gave me to the church
i bought that b-tch a new purse
push start the whip it go skirt
?
pack out the pack it was wrap out the wrap
didn’t matter which ever came first
young n-gg-h take ’em to church
so i gotta take ’em to church

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