Tried

Tried to warn you,
You ain’t listen,
Now yo whole face missing,
My homie did your wife,
And now his dick itching,
Now she on drugs doing porn,
And your kid in the system,
Tried to warn you,
You ain’t listen…
Aye,
Who dat be 
I’m clean than a Mother fucker?
I look snazzy,
Get at me,
I Leave they ass dead,
With a hole in they head,
Slumped over in the back seat,
Boy Wasn’t looking,
So Know we Had to book him,
Got the Streets stirred up,
Like the pot yo momma cook in,
I want you to feel,
What I been,
Gone break down so damn bad you gone go to Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins,
It’s the only power than can save you,
Cause once it’s in my will
You getting killed,
And to gang too,
Leave you scrunch up,
Eyes wide open,
And your brains spewed,
Took your wad of cash,
And let the lil homie strip your shoes,
Melt down your grill and get a crack head to pawn it,
Drop so may of them dudes,
I know that block haunted,
What up hoe,
look at my neck,
That shit froze,
Wanna hump in a rolls?
And then you can watch me buy clothes,
Then you can watch me eat,
She say okay she will,
Then she gone top the team,
Smooth,
The way that I do it,
It sooth,
Go ahead and ask yo momma,
I bet a hundred dollars that she say I do,
That confirms it,
A lot of money I earn it,
Fuck around with me,
You gone fuck around and see,
Pull up on this block,
And you ain’t gone leave,
That’s on yo momma,
You best believe that it could happen,
She gone see her baby boy,
Shot up seizing and gasping,
Tried to warn you,
You ain’t listen,
Now yo whole face missing,
My homie did your wife,
And now his dick itching,
Now she do porn,
And your kid in the system,
Tried to warn you,
You ain’t listen…
Tried to warn you,
You ain’t listen,
Now yo whole face missing,
My homie did your wife,
And now his dick itching,
Now she do porn,
And your kid in the system,
Tried to warn you,
You ain’t listen…

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