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Nothin New

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Nothin New

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MaisTraduçãoThey thought I only rapped about murder and pistolsI'm tryna feed my family, I ain't being politicalYou ain't givin' out money then they look at you pitifulYou make a couple million, niggas greedy, they envy youAyy, fuck that other side, we gon' shoot up your SprinterI used to sell that crack and spray that MAC out that rentalNiggas run and hide when we roll down the windowGot a extendo and a hoodie, he can't wait 'til DecemberGot a extendo and a hoodie, he gon' shoot you on cameraLost his faith in Jesus Christ, he prayin' to a bandanaPolice gunned his brother down, this shit too hard to handleLoading up his chopper, he gon' show 'em Black Lives MatterAnother nigga made the news, it ain't nothin' newHe done dropped outta school, it ain't nothin' newHe done got his first tool, it ain't nothin' newMama on that dog food, it ain't nothin' newHe smokin' weed and he changin', it ain't nothin' newAll his friends gang bangin', it ain't nothin' newGot a pocket full of hundreds and they all blueAnother nigga from the hood tryna ball tooShit gettin' outrageousTreat us like slaves then they lock us up in cagesYoung, black, poor, ain't had a father since a babyWhy you think we skip school and hang out on the pavement?Why you think we ridin' 'round with choppers off safety?Streets cutthroat, nigga, so I'm cutthroatI used to sell dope, nigga, now I can't votePoppin' Percocets to kill the pain, I can't copeAnger in my genes, they used to hang us up with ropesCivil rights came so they flood the hood with cokeBreakin' down my people, tryna kill our faith and hopeThey killed Martin Luther King and all he did was spokeWelcome to the hood, yeah where niggas dyin' atSame place where the best chicken gettin' fried atSame place where the police killin', tellin' lies atIt ain't just the babies, man, I swear the mama's cryin' nowAnother nigga made the news, it ain't nothin' newHe done dropped outta school, it ain't nothin' newHe done got his first tool, it ain't nothin' newMama on that dog food, it ain't nothin' newHe smokin' weed and he changin', it ain't nothin' newAll his friends gang bangin', it ain't nothin' newGot a pocket full of hundreds and they all blueAnother nigga from the hood tryna ball too
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