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brian fresco - la familia كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
ayo sh-t
this the last one i recorded for the tape
i’m tired as f-ck
ain’t get no f-cking sleep last night
this sh-t for my n-ggas though (ya feel me)
n-gga just talking and sh-t
shouts to my n-gga d.c
we been in it for a couple years now

[verse 1]
uh, try to walk a mile in these wheat timbs
we trap the whole week just to party on the weekend
that murder rates increasing, my city’s slowly peaking
keep saying that we sinking, but they left us on the deepend
call me don, call me smoke
voted for obama cause that n-gga black ho
still in the hood with the same black folk
still love my n-ggas from the ickes on the low
i see you struggle, no work no more
and when i’m saying work know i’m meaning that blow
r.i.p to that n-gga diddy folks when i pray that n-gga d-rose comes back home
on my soul n-ggas dont know gotta beat this fed case so a n-gga going broke
gotta pay the plug so a n-gga masked up finna stick a n-gga up man i’m losing my hope
thats why a n-gga smoke thats why a n-gga drink
thats why i sip lean and thats why i pop beans
lil n-gga on the scene with a motherf-cking dream
and a dollar never blue collar tryna get the cream (yeah i remember)
when i die n-gga show no pity, send a n-gga soul to that gangsta city
real n-gga song gon’ remember my memory
and carry my story believe it like ripley’s
when i die dig the whole six feet
two shotguns at a real n-gga feet
two blue staffs at a real n-gga chest
just tell all my folks that i gave it my best
like

[hook]
i got my money saved
(shouts that la familia)
my n-ggas looking paid
(you n-ggas unfamilar)
from the cradle to that grave
(better hope them drugs don’t k!ll ya)
i told her only brains
(cause baby i dont feel ya)
and she said i know
yeah i know x3
boy you trippin’ x2
i know x4

[verse 2]
little n-gga that bad luck gon’ p-ss over you one day
shouts to that vita morte, crewnecks mostly be my forte
shouts to that n-gga cory, hittin’ l!cks coming up on that christian dior mane
say we rapping from the floor mane ground up praying for my brothers can’t wait for the tour mane
say we never broke cause we hustle for the change
real n-gga steal it sell it back to the stain
savemoney n-ggas sell our heart to our brain, cop a car for the bling, cop the car for the scene nah mean
n-ggas just wanna be seen no love so we gotta search for it in the streets
real n-ggas don’t sleep, real n-ggas ain’t weak in the streets cause you know a real n-gga gotta eat, uh
shouts to that n-gga steel, gotd-mn them trap nights used to be real
p. lord jake and that n-gga moody real runnin’ round with the b-tches tryna david copperfield
still love my nigas from the ida b wells
still think of brittney and my eyes get swell
i know she watching a n-gga i hope she knowing that im doing well
yeah, a n-gga got locked but a n-gga had bail, uh
said a n-gga can’t fail
they took my n-gga rod last year still don’t feel real can’t deal
next n-gga try with my n-ggas .4 n-gga to your dome n-gga don’t get k!lled in the field
we living but it’s war time never know whom next up to get peeled
that’s why i tell my n-ggas be safe when we all leave the crib
la familia can’t wait till we all make mills
like

[hook]

- brian fresco

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