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To live and die in L.A., where everyday we try to fatten our pockets Us niggas hustle for the cash so its hard to knock it Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark Cold hearted bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend Trying to floss on him blind to a broken mans dream A hard lesson Court cases keep me guessin Plea bargain aint an option now, so Im stressin Cost me more to be free than a life in the pen Making money off of cuss words, writing again Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen Late night down sunset liking the scene Whats the worst they could do to a nigga? Got me lost in hell To live and die in L.A. on bail My angel sing
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 03:29:16 +0000

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