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toure - thought you knew lyrics
[intro]
westside, westside, westside, wetside
right, my sh_t
[verse 1]
we totally different
you know that we different
they even told you we different
i was raised in the mud, it molded me different
my first eight help me grow from poppy store to steak, even [?] was different
even our homies was different
f_cked up work, tryna cook, bro showed me the difference
both them hoes thought of bringing that stove to existence
all these b_tches choosin’, can’t keep hoes at a distance
i’m still smokin’ and sippin
i got my degree in this rap and got a diploma in drippin’
only one burner work on the stove in the kitchen
but we still work and can’t let it slow up the mission
used to beat on the table, not he like hov in the kitchen
[chorus]
and this sh_t ain’t ever been the same since my dawg died
left her son on the scene, had to hug his mom
they left blood on his jeans, made a thug cry
they gon’ hide in quarantine til it’s summertime
i done seen a glock .19 take a hunnid lives
he got hit 6 times he ain’t wanna die
and he git addicted to them perkys, and you wonder why
gon fall victim to the streets unless you wanna die
[verse 2]
westside big dawg, i started this sh_t
before i heard leaf ward, put my heart in this sh_t
before d4m made they group and they started to spit
before sim departed and place, befire he took off caught a hit
i was alone in this sh_t, i was just staring at sh_t
i wasn’t hearing they sh_t, ain’t tryna compare to they sh_t
couple north n_ggas dropped, i wasn’t aware of they sh_t
put the westside on my back, i been wearing that sh_t
if you get your moment, you can’t blow it, just cherish that sh_t
they say i’m c_cky, but i think they copy they parents and sh_t
before i knew who really had a heart, i put fear in that sh_t
bro i’m the hottest, i try not to be on some arrogant sh_t
i’m from the side where the murders at
and once you walk down that block, ain’t no turnin’ back
on god, i had that yola before i heard of yak
word to god, they talk bout them bodies, and i know it’s cap
i just tied my [?] around the k, it’s like a shoulder strap
put the mobile home on the block, that’s where they posted at
they say, “toure why you still sliding, you supposed to rap?”
cuz ain’t n0body slidin’ how i’m slidin’ and i noticed that
[chorus]
and this sh_t ain’t ever been the same since my dawg died
left her son on the scene, had to hug his mom
they left blood on his jeans, made a thug cry
they gon’ hide in quarantine til it’s summertime
i done seen a glock .19 take a hunnid lives
he got hit 6 times he ain’t wanna die
and he git addicted to them perkys, and you wonder why
gon fall victim to the streets unless you wanna die
[outro]
unless you wanna die
you gon fall victim to the streets unless you wanna die
n_gga i been broken to the streets wit this little .45
oth_llo on the
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