togre - dedication lyrics
[intro: togre]
ay, mane
it’s the t from o.g. records
i wanna send some shouts out, man
i got some homies who been here since the mothaf+ckin’ start
that i ain’t give proper shouts out to
on this record right here, crip thangs
and it mean a lot to me
so i gotta do that, man, check it out
[verse 1: togre]
wakin’ up early in the mornin’ in the cpt
3 missed calls, two ho’s, and one homie
i check on my phone, and listen right in
b+tches talkin’ sh+t, and one of my roadies got popped then
sh+t, just a every day thang where i’m from
there’s a reason lot’s of mothaf+ckas don’t come
’cause thеy scared of the sound of the gun shot
gun shots that go through yo’ ass for yo’ stash spot
[hook: togre]
not oncе would i ever want to go back
to wakin’ up, word of dead friends, back to back
shouts to goodman, put my ass on the map
and even then, i still might pack me a gat
not once would i ever want to go back
to wakin’ up, word of dead friends, back to back
shouts to goodman, put my ass on the map
and even then, i still might pack me a gat
[verse 2: togre]
i think about a curse, sh+t, ’cause life is the worst sh+t
every day i was out, stealin’ on a purse or sh+t
and even now, i think back on them days
and wonder if h+ll is real, and if i’ll have to pay
but f+ck that sh+t, ’cause it stresses me the f+ck out
makes me go insane, and it makes me go buck wild
never in my life did i ever learn to smile
[hook: togre]
not once would i ever want to go back
to wakin’ up, word of dead friends, back to back
shouts to goodman, put my ass on the map
and even then, i still might pack me a gat
not once would i ever want to go back
to wakin’ up, word of dead friends, back to back
shouts to goodman, put my ass on the map
and even then, i still might pack me a gat
not once would i ever want to go back
to wakin’ up, word of dead friends, back to back
shouts to goodman, put my ass on the map
and even then, i still might pack me a gat
not once would i ever want to go back
to wakin’ up, word of dead friends, back to back
shouts to goodman, put my ass on the map
and even then, i still might pack me a gat
[verse 3: togre]
all of my life, i never learned how to smile
and on this h+ll of earth, i will never have a child
always livin’ by the motto, it’s my lifestyle
and a f+cked up gangsta is my f+ckin’ profile
goodman, never could i repay you, dog
never crossed me once, you kept it major, dog
and for that, i’mma always be ya f+ckin’ homie
been about the business, i can’t never be no phony
[hook: togre]
not once would i ever want to go back
to wakin’ up, word of dead friends, back to back
shouts to goodman, put my ass on the map
and even then, i still might pack me a gat
not once would i ever want to go back
to wakin’ up, word of dead friends, back to back
shouts to goodman, put my ass on the map
and even then, i still might pack me a gat
[outro: togre]
man, peace goodman
peace psych, jokesa
man, prisonz, mario
and we out
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