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twain gotti - yesterday my nigga died كلمات الأغنية

[hook: twain gotti]
yesterday my n-gg- died
somebody came and took his life
my family depend on me, my pockets low and i can’t provide
my baby mama cry
‘cuz i ain’t over there by her side
try to tell her everything alright, got money on my mind cuz i’m on my grind
yesterday my n-gg- died
somebody came and took his life
my family depend on me, my pockets low and i can’t provide
my baby mama cry
‘cuz i ain’t over there by her side
try to tell her everything alright, got money on my mind cuz i’m on my grind

[verse 1: sk]
as i sit up in this small corner room, all alone in bed
i’m thinkin’ bout all the dead homies that i miss
my pockets full of lint
and i can’t pay the rent
and my girlfriend trippin’ yo, she actin’ like a b-tch
she told me pack my sh-t and f-ckin’ move on
but i don’t wanna pack my sh-t and move on
let’s get back to the story, sh-t
they left my homie dead
they left big -ss holes in my homie head
i know this sh-t ain’t fair
but that’s the way it is
his mama in the church screamin’ “why you take my kid?”
i’m sorry god, why?
‘cuz i’m about to sin
i’m ’bout to k!ll that f-ckin’ n-gg- that took my man

[bridge: sk]
he used to be my homie
my heart, my homie
my heart, my homie
my homie, my homie
he used to be my homie
my heart, my homie
my heart, my homie
my homie, my homie

[verse 2: twain gotti]
why they take my nig from me?
that boy ain’t did nothin’
he was runnin’ up and down that block with a bag full of rocks, tryna get money
y’all think that sh-t funny
’til i come thru, start bussin’
y’all boy’s gone start runnin’, duckin ‘cuz them sh-ts is comin’
y’all n-gg-s better get strapped
i got that combination
to get that desert eagle aimed at you clown -ss n-gg-‘s faces
y’all n-gg-s violated
y’all better start racin’
or let that desert eagle in your face, gon’ start blazin’
that sh-t was f-cked up, the way the took my n-gg-
they waited ’til the coast was clear, came ’round the corner deep squeezin’ triggers
yo what the f-ck was that, a homie n-gg- move?
if i had a grudge like that i’d have walked up to you c-cked & shoot
that sh-t was left-hand, i’m finna start snappin’
it was all on you now it’s all at me i’m finna start clappin’
that sh-t was left-hand, i’m finna start snappin’
it was all on you now it’s all at me i’m finna start clappin’

[bridge: sk]
he used to be my homie
my heart, my homie
my heart, my homie
my homie, my homie
he used to be my homie
my heart, my homie
my heart, my homie
my homie, my homie

- twain gotti

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