i would kill the rap nigga i would expose everybody i would fuck on that lil bitch but she gon tell everybody i would still sell dope but they gon rat me out i give the street niggas hope that they could make it out if i could talk to my niggas i would tell em that i miss em if i could make one wish i would free all my niggas i would tell you bout my past but the feds might come i would tell the judge kiss my ass but he might revoke my bond i don t do no waitin i don t got no patience you gon raise your right hand if the feds lookin for me you gon hide my baby young nigga mind so fucked up made it out the hood i done lucked up i done sacrifice for my brother i give my life for my mother you ain t getting money nigga shut up fore you fuck around and get murked anybody doubted me done fucked up broke ass nigga lookin fucked up i would kill the rap nigga i would expose everybody i would fuck on that lil bitch but she gon tell everybody i would still sell dope but they gon rat me out i give the street niggas hope that they could make it out if i could talk to my niggas i would tell em that i miss em if i could make one wish i would free all my niggas i would tell you bout my past but the feds might come i would tell the judge kiss my ass but he might revoke my bond they gave my nigga 20 years he couldn t even get appeal i couldn t even write letters i couldn t even go and see em killa got nine years cause a fuck nigga couple nigga in the hood i don t fuck with em shoutout to my baby mama i d die about her shoutout to the real niggas stuck with me niggas say i changed on em all this money i had to change nigga what you want me to say the same homie you gon diss me for some fame nigga so you wanna be famous that bad you gonna disrespect my name homie tell your mama you gon be on tv tonight i m gonna blow your brain homie  i would kill the rap nigga i would expose everybody i would fuck on that lil bitch but she gon tell everybody i would still sell dope but they gon rat me out i give the street niggas hope that they could make it out if i could talk to my niggas i would tell em that i miss em if i could make one wish i would free all my niggas i would tell you bout my past but the feds might come i would tell the judge kiss my ass but he might revoke my bond1