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Cocoa Brovaz - Back 2 Life lyrics
[tek] To all my peeps locked down, comin back 2 life I know it's been a mega zone, since i sen't you this kite But i had to k.i.m., you know the city don't sleep Put 50 cents in your commisary, reach you next week The streets still in a shangle, since we last broke bread And baby ra got left, o.t. two in the head Seen black cop the ack, you know his numbers ain't match He still runnin tack jobs from the days of way back And look at jose, is wild now, gave birth to my first child And they move john back to the isle Still tryin to hold my dough to see mom straight Gotta scribe from jahard said he maxed a rapper's weight For a rep to 5-10, before we lock in Askin how's my rappin, wanna know if i'm still boxin In the center that's the sum, now he been gone for 12 summers Round the same time a vapor leather b bombers [scratched up samples of mobb deep's "trife life"] [tek] For the love of money, red is facin a 8-20 Could of had a 1-3 but the streets were hot and days were sunny Some niggas stayin runnin for the love of money Went up to antarc, slick mix sergeant country [steele] A god a scribe from the god foundation Same thing nuthin changed, he's maintainin Just takin everyday, he stay inside and stride Build a whip, a tard, a nepher, trying to stay alive Tell the god ja rule, i'm comin to see him in the fu' Next v.i., soon as i finish takin care of b.i. I see why that nigga kay be ready to flip But let him know rhino's home, fuckin wit the clique, shit Imagine if blueman was there, oh my god I know that's somethin for the ward and the fair Oh yeah, if you bump into my nigga rubble Tell him me and his brother sigh got the bundle when he come thru [more scratched up samples of "trife life, and talking] [tek] Told ya moms, tell me stop shittin on me, take the block with my phone Don't forget about a dog when he away from home You know i'm trying to blow, but i can still spread love Cuz he been down for too long, and i ain't seen him in the hood Plus i always say i'll visit, switch at the last minute He respect and overstand that i'm takin care of business But still ain't all, he needs to accept these calls The one you pass on your way, be the same one you fall And that's a fact that's been proven till this day it don't pay To go against the grain and betray family Plus i just seen shack he said you change, actin funny But he don't even wet it, cuz he still gettin money Son, i be straight, fuckin wit the day from when ya bitch show Niggas be frontin, but i be reppin bad bro You know the inside coincide with the out When i come out, that's half the things we talk about [steele] To all my people lock down, comin back 2 life We workin hard to bring you home, so we can do this right I know it's rough in the day, even rougher at night Hold ya crown, cuz we ready, and we down to fight [more samples of "trife life"] |
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