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I Ain't Mad At Cha - Troy Ave Lyrics


By: Admin | Artist: T troy ave | Published: 2024-23-09T15:28:43:00+07:00
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god forgives n-gg- i don’t

ghetto dreams of being rich
walkin’ with money, read my stones and my scriptures then i got to thinkin’
d-mn i miss my n-gg-, if you ever lost somebody then say “r.i.p. my n-gg-”
(“r.i.p. my n-gg-“)
ghetto dreams of being rich
walkin’ with money, read my stones and my scriptures then i got to thinkin’
d-mn i miss my n-gg-, if you ever lost somebody then say “r.i.p. my n-gg-”
(“r.i.p. my n-gg-“)

real n-gg- die, fake n-gg- went to jail
there ain’t no balance i need murder on that scale
i wanna say more but them people on my trail
i gotta be cautious while i’m preppin’ for this trial
i sat for 2 months they wouldn’t give your boy a bail
i sat for 2 months they couldn’t get your boy to tell
critics said somethin’ he ain’t my dawg that’s a opp
a n-gg- went to court started talkin’ like a cop
911 n-gg-s fraudin’ what they not
even fake freinds left troy while i was shot
why these n-gg-s ain’t go put in pain while i was locked
why these n-gg-s leavin’ me to take on all these glocks

ghetto dreams of being rich
walkin’ with money, read my stones and my scriptures then i got to thinkin’
d-mn i miss my n-gg-, if you ever lost somebody then say “r.i.p. my n-gg-”
(“r.i.p. my n-gg-“)
ghetto dreams of being rich
walkin’ with money, read my stones and my scriptures then i got to thinkin’
d-mn i miss my n-gg-, if you ever lost somebody then say “r.i.p. my n-gg-”
(“r.i.p. my n-gg-“)

triflin’ w-nksta acting like a real brother
but banga ain’t really f-ck wit ya, word to my mother
we had real talks while his case was gettin’ cull
he asked for bail, you said you just moral support
you seen -ssanova at the summer jam, facts
you said who did it, he said “wasn’t me, it was”
he’s a rat and f-ckboy that’s runnin’ its proven
i should have let it happen when banga was ’bout to boom him
n-gg- you been on my d-ck
using my adlibs, askin’ me to take a couple flicks
you was right there when i was takin’ the give
askin’ murda why he ain’t help, why you ain’t help b-tch?
’cause you a p-ssy and n-gg-s was f-ckin’ your b-tch
she left and took the baby ’cause you ain’t had no chips
mucho put you on and you took the b-tch back
now when you fall off i guarantee she fall back
sucker, you remind me of that hovain clown
his baby moms f-cked a n-gg- that work in food town
he beat her up in the middle of sleep
all ’cause she got a text from produce pete
he said “how this d-ck was? i f-cked you better than your man?”
400 pounds on the neck, choke slam
d-mn, right in front of the kids
i mean it’s only one bedroom where y’all n-gg-s live
is you mad that i got six?
i said “let’s go half and buy leo a drop 6”
you just laughed
i said “bro what’s so funny?”
you said “f-ck him, that n-gg- ain’t make us no money”

ghetto dreams of being rich
walkin’ with money, read my stones and my scriptures then i got to thinkin’
d-mn i miss my n-gg-, if you ever lost somebody then say “r.i.p. my n-gg-”
(“r.i.p. my n-gg-“)
ghetto dreams of being rich
walkin’ with money, read my stones and my scriptures then i got to thinkin’
d-mn i miss my n-gg-, if you ever lost somebody then say “r.i.p. my n-gg-”
(“r.i.p. my n-gg-“)


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