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Текст песни C-Bo and Brother Lynch - Dedication

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[C-Bo]With my eyes open I tried to focus I see my motherSqueezing my hand teary eyed behind her I see my brothersAnd I wonder how quick the game could take me underI felt the bullet strike my back then I heard the thunderNow I`m thinkin is it to late for me to make a changeI knew this world was full of snakes Lord but that`s just a part of the gameA young thug that always screamed "I ain`t afraid to die"I would just fight it out with God if I had no one to blameFrom all the dirt I did snatchin purses to pay the rentI knew it would all catch up to me man I hope I`m heaven sentI used to be the main one screamin "nigga I`m prepared to die"And when it came down to me layin on the death bed I was scared to dieNo evidence of the killer but find a bird inside my dresserAnd if I don`t die here I`ll die in Tracy a hot desertI can`t win or lose it for me the whole game`s a snakeNever thought of killin myself but I refuse to die upstate[Talking][C-Bo]I remember when I had it made 13 for a whole birdCatch me comin down the street clownin in my convertable 4 perbI used to be all up on the curb tryin to holla at me a shortyWith my right hand nigga dub sittin on the side of me sippin up on a 40Me and my nigga had it made we even used to fuck the same bitchesWe used to spend weeks and months on the corner tryin to maintain our richesRemember we used to cut and go to other schools and I`d slay them niggas in lyricsHad the whole school late for class cuz they all wanted to stay to hear itI wanna thank you my nig cuz everytime I`m at war you was on my sideRemember that time when you almost died nigga and I saved ya life?Yeah my dog that ain`t shit nigga I do that a thousand timesRemember back when we was kids nigga and I had like a thousand rhymesI ain`t forgot when we unloaded the desert eagles nigag to save my brothersThe other niggas started the war then they snitched when they ass got smotheredTo my niggas sittin in a cell doin 34 with a LThey can`t seperate us by a jail we all stuck in the same hell[Talking][C-Bo]I`m in my room thinkin what can I do to make ends meetGet on my phone have my whole crew meet me and the end of my streetI ain`t with havin no weed to smoke no drank and being brokeNigga we gotta hit the bank, loc and that`s real no jokeTake me to the other projects so I can steal me a ReagleThen we gon` over to Big Pook house so I can pick up these Desert EaglesY`all fools ready for this nigga it`s on and crackin at noonWe gon` get in and get out quick with all the money that we can consumeWe hit em right we hit em hard nigga and I got addictedMan this shit like a monkey on my back and I can`t kick itSo I`m robbin banks left and right everything was goin goodTil I hooked up with this one nigga from the other side of the hoodHe was a hot head came in the bank shootin guards and shitWhen we got out the bank to split up the money them other niggas he would rob and shitWhen the feds came sniffin around that`s when I knew he was a bitchWhen they feds hit my house and layed me on the ground that`s when I knew he was a snitch[Talking]

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