Текст G Herbo – What I Did
Текст:
(DJ Mil-Ticket…)
(Gold chains, nigga)
Uh
Niggas like us in the streets just wanna make it home
He got a life sentence, he wasn’t ‘posed to take his phone
When I don’t get to speak my mind, I just make a song
Tell ’em, OZ, I’m off the top, this shit off the head (This shit off the head)
Was an addict, dropped the wop, then I bought some rims (Then I bought some rims)
Totin’ straps at Noni house, they smacked it, all feds (They all feds)
Whole month we movin’ sloppy, that was all greed (That was all greed)
Cap, Cody, Max, Wop, damn, they all dead (Damn, they all dead)
But ain’t no opps posted on the blocks no more, they all scared (They all scared)
And now I’m rich, wanna make my hood safer for the kids (For the kids)
So you just might get a pass, but remember what you did (But remember what you did)
I remember what I did, I remember what I did (I remember what I did)
I remember what I said, I remember what I said (I remember what I said)
But I ain’t regret shit, but I ain’t regret shit (But I ain’t regret shit)
Fuck, nigga, I ain’t sweatin’ shit (Shit)
Pull me off my grind, I ain’t lettin’ shit
See a blessing flyin’ then I’m catchin’ it
‘Member down to my last dime, I was stretchin’ it
But I can never tell you about the rest I did
What about all the rest I did? (Uh) Extra shit
Most of this shit gotta go to the grave with me, that’s all Essex shit
A lot of my niggas had to go different ways with me
Different ways to get paid with me
All of my problems I gotta face head up
Shit still don’t be phasin’ me, who as brave as me?
Yeah, it’s crazy, see, should be changin’ me
Keep a 40 on me, I’ma aim and squeeze
So a stranger never endanger me
It’s just me and my niggas
I don’t got no features ’cause most of these rappers be lames to me
Better say gang-gang if you talkin’ to me
Die if you clutch while you walkin’ to me
Really watch what you say, how you talkin’ to me
Pussy, you play, killers stalkin’ your V
Know how to limp out, hawk where you sleep
Catch you outside, now it’s chalk in the street (Brr)
They be talkin’ to me
Yeah, I see the dead, voices talkin’ to me
Murder I saw way too often for me
Boy, I got a mil’ and I cried less every time
Niggas dead to the world doin’ fed time
Glizzy red, clip your head, don’t cross that red line (Ayy)
Police questioned me one time, I was dead lyin’ (I was dead lyin’)
Don’t believe what I say unless I’m sayin’ lines
I remember what I did, I remember what I did (I remember what I did)
I remember what I said, I remember what I said (I remember what I said)
But I ain’t regret shit, but I ain’t regret shit (But I ain’t regret shit)
Fuck, nigga, I ain’t sweatin’ shit (Shit)
Pull me off my grind, I ain’t lettin’ shit (I ain’t lettin’ shit)
See a blessing flyin’ then I’m catchin’ it (See a blessing flyin’ then I’m catchin’)
‘Member down to my last dime, I was stretchin’ it (I was stretchin’ it)
But I can never tell you about the rest I did (Rest I did)
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