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projekk quan – freestyle remix lyrics

i prupose to the streets at 12 we married fr h-ll yea i’m inlove with the game but it keep bringing pain uh couple n-ggas dead and 3 doin time in da feds they gave san t 25 gave coco 2 dimes they gave big strong bout 5 and you know i can’t forget about da 9 long live twack uh f-ck n-gga took his liife damm shot my n-gga back da heard dem n-ggas who wit em ain even shoot back damm they caught lil loc in da lac wet em all in da face why they had to dat damm you know i can’t forget about donnie all he wanted was some money all he wanted was some hunnids he was on da south serving junkies rest in peace to big 3rd moneydonnie mannn dont you see the pain in my eyes dis sh-tt from heart this ain jus no rhymes like fr ion know why they tought iron but i lost too many that why i got mines damm you know i can’t let a n-gga steal me it’s few p-ssy n-ggas outchea still wanna k!ll me im uh goon you gotta think 2 steps ahead when it come to the streets dawg yu gotta use yo head like fr these n-ggas jus in it for a name they dont really care about da change all they want is some fame these n-ggas f-cked up in the brain that ain even part of the game you suppose try to gain & maintain never switch up on yo gang these n-ggas outchea switching lanes these n-ggas so jibe ion trust em every f-ck n-gga need to catch a bullet to they brain bang spill all his thoughts on da curv nahh ain from da nolia but my n-gga got dem birds yea all my n-ggas posted in that 3rd but it dont feel the same cause half of em on a shirt dam hate to see my n-ggas in da dirt make me wanna grip dat 9 and put yo n-gga on da shirt huh but i gotta play my cards right can’t get my hands dirty and f-cked around and get life and speakin of life i suppose been got life if after all that sh-tt i done did in my life i been living that life i was uh young n-gga ain really care bout nuthin jus hopp out bussin but now it’s deeper then me i planted some seeds this sh-tt got deep both my kids gotta eat but this sh-tt ain sweet i feel like divorces these streets but i’m da hood last hope so you i know can’t leave they depending on me this sh-tt get deep suck ya down like quick san have ya mind spinning like a ceiling fan b-tch i’m in mini van trappin like trapp teddy jus hit on my celly if you really bout that fetty ion fw anybody cause these n-ggas be telling have a young n-gga jailing sitting down in that cell judge fw ya bail cause they want yu tell but you gotta keep it street just like concrete gone head do ya bid come home to ya kids stay silent dont fold like a real n-gga

- projekk quan lyrics

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