uncle murda - self made lyrics
feat. troy ave
(intro)
i batter up the streets, berserk
n-gg-s ain’t out here, putting in work
it’s way about time to twerk
(hook)
i’m from the bottom
i was right, n-gg-s ain’t gon’get me
it’s cool, i got them, i got popping,
now they feeling sh-tty
i got my self payed diddy, and the rubens
since that,
if you a self made n-gg- than you f-ckin wit fast
men do what they say, and say what they mean
stand on my own two feet, nuts hang in between
i’da came up, and i got my aim up (powder)
these fake real n-gg-s, got the game f-cked up(word)
who y’all want me to pick on
give me a rapper(name)
(pick one!)
i will talk about his grandma
about his brother, about his kids
i’m so disrespectful, man
d-mn, what they won’t do to a n-gg-
not a motherf-cking thang
i don’t care if they got the red or blue bandana
tied around their head
then i complain
i am the realest sh-t coming outta new york
but they sleeping on me
like i don’t do records with j
wo, my rap sheet soldier
i have shooters with the big bang bang bang
my n-gg-, i was hoping
don’t pull us here into women and lil’ kids
i’m about that action
i know y’all can feel my energy
i have never do a song or take a picture with a n-gg-
that was once my enemy
i ain’t the most lyricsl
but you can’t front, the n-gg- clever
as far as this rap sh-t go
i wanna be remembered for saying the realest sh-t ever
(hook)
(verse)
the police, the d.a. and the judge so racist
they been sober in court and throw us high behind cages(?)
they so racist, it never be a crime of vice
they so racist.
i’m from a place that you’re not s’posed to make it
if you ain’t got your gun on you, you considered naked
when opportunity present it self, you take it
you ain’t front, man
you got a big chain on, i’mma take it
then take it to the p-wnshop for money exchanging
i’m a regular, know the owner on a first name basis
a lot of n-gg-s front, but they scared of closed cases
with the cuffs goin’ on their wrist, they give up information
oh, they cam’t take it, same thing they pull the trigger with(?)
no statements(oh, they couldn’t take it)
always telling ’em how much time the judge gon’ give ’em
that 20 years to life, all that thug life wasn’t in ’em
(hook)
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