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Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn Damn, damn, damn, damn, 21 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Zaytoven) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you They thought I only rapped about murder and pistols (21) I'm tryna feed my family I ain't being political You ain't givin' out money Then they look at you pitiful (oh god) You make a couple million Niggas greedy, they envy you Ayy, **** that other side We gon' shoot up your Sprinter (shit) I used to sell that crack And spray that MAC out that rental (fast) Niggas run and hide when we roll down the window Got a extendo and a hoodie He can't wait 'til December Got a extendo and a hoodie He gon' shoot you on camera Lost his faith in Jesus Christ He prayin' to a bandana Police gunned his brother down This shit too hard to handle Loading up his chopper He gon' show 'em black lives matter(21 21 21) Another b***h made the news It ain't nothin' new He done dropped outta school It ain't nothin' new He done got his first tool It ain't nothin' new Mama on that dog food, it ain't nothin' new He smokin' shit and he changin' It ain't nothin' new (oh god) All his friends gang bangin' It ain't nothin' new (oh god) Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue Another b***h from the hood tryna ball too Nah, for real Shit gettin' outrageous (oh god) Treat us like slaves then they lock us up in cages(21) Young, black, poor, ain't had a father since a baby Why you think we skip school And hang out on the pavement Why you think We ridin' 'round with choppers off safety Streets cutthroat, b***h, so I'm cutthroat I used to sell shit, b***h, now I can't vote Poppin' Percocets to kill the pain I can't cope (oh god) Anger in my genes They used to hang us up with ropes(21) Civil rights came So they flood the hood with coke(real) Breakin' down my people Tryna kill our faith and hope (fall) They killed Martin Luther King And all he did was spoke (21) Welcome to the hood, yeah where niggas dyin' at Same place where the best chicken gettin' fried at Same place where the police killin', tellin' lies at It ain't just the babies, man I swear the mama's cryin' now Another b***h made the news It ain't nothin' new He done dropped outta school It ain't nothin' new He done got his first tool It ain't nothin' new Mama on that dog food, it ain't nothin' new He smokin' shit and he changin' It ain't nothin' new All his friends gang bangin' It ain't nothin' new Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue Another b***h from the hood tryna ball too Nah, for real
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