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Artiste : G Herbo
Titre : Sacrifice
I made all the sacrifice
I wasn´t lyin´ in "Some Nights"
Really had to risk my life
I went down the wrong road
Sorry Ma, but this my life

I went bought my own pole
You already know what I´m on, blow
I had to walk to school with it
I couldn´t tote no longnose
Right in front the police, grippin´
Probably thought it was my phone though
Never panicked, I didn´t get it
Nigga I seen a hundred killings
We ain´t never go by schools and children (Southside on the track, yeah)
Cap´ died, I´m like fuck it, get him
Way before rap I was real, no limit
Fuckin´ hoes who I can´t trust a nigga
Trust big cuz, gotta watch my bruh though
Know he came up off everything cutthroat
Matter fact I ain´t gon´ say nothin´ else
Heard it turned out bad luck for bruh, though
Know I got everything under my belt

Tote a lil´ .40 Glock, that´s for my health
Remember it was just me and Max on the block
Packs came in, put thrax on the block
Overcharge niggas, get a tax on the block
First nigga with a hundred racks on the block
Could pop out without my fuckin´ Glock on rock
Don´t lie, they went up top
I remember them nights up top
You gon´ die, they one up top
It was like 4AM on the morning of August 10th
We was on the block shootin´ dice, yeah, that was when Kobe went
I ain´t never know you walked off ´fore those shots was lit
Kyro called your name out, he was on top of it
You already know how we rockin´, bitch, still on top of shit
Ziploc and shit, fifth shot, he hit

If this rock, we Diddy
I ain´t tryna talk, we with it (Fuck ´em)
Hundred round chops, keep a fifty
We don´t got an opp, he finished (Motherfucker)
Wake up in Sicily, on it and sit on, open my mouth like a dentist
They just ridin´ and ridin´ around all night ´cause I told ´em to hop on that business
So used to get high outside all night, just tryna mind our business
We get caught doin´ this shit, gon´ get a life sentence
Bitch, my heart cold, and my ice glisten
My bitch tell me I´m too high and I´m just like, "Listen"
Gotta stay high ´cause I think too much, I get to trippin´
Gotta stay high ´cause I blink too much, I get to blickin´

´Bout a hundred million, when I get a visit
I can´t let no nigga trick me through no Twitter mention
Gotta leave the hood right now or you gon´ be a statistic
Gotta leave the streets right now, like that´s a big decision
I make rich decisions
Graduated in the streets I´m trappin´, call that payin´ tuiton
And on Capo, whatever I´m worth, my niggas seein´ it with me
I need a hundred-fifty
I made sacrifices for niggas who really wasn´t even with me
That´s why I ain´t friendly, is you really with me?
´Cause I feel the envy, and this bitch a semi

And I keep it with me, like this bitch was Jimmy
Told ´em, "Bail out, nigga," I´m sittin´ here, this bitch a hemi
For Big Red and Slim, left and right hand pour out Remy, Henny
And this Draco a mini, I know you heard about Kenny
I know you heard about Benny, nigga, I ain´t heard about any
Benz, bread, get niggas dead, shit I done did for plenty
I just hate that all my real niggas dead, now I got my bread up
I´m in the ´Raq so every day I still gotta keep my head up
In my boxers, finger cloth my tips and load the lead up
Say you gangbang, pussy nigga, what you scared for?

Slept in traphouses ´fore I got rich, filled up with bedbugs
Slept in halls on 78th, that´s just because my mans was
For my dawgs, I done did it all, back against the wall
What you needed? It was just a call, I wasn´t rich at all
Same niggas since day one, they still with me, ain´t switch at all
Suck a dick, I told them people question me, can´t snitch at all
And these street niggas make the rules, now they switched the law
Can´t respect ´em without no capacity, a bitch involved
And I´m still with my dawgs, and we duckin´, ditchin´ laws

We already beat this shit, nigga, we just tryna stay rich, that´s all
We already beat this shit, nigga, we just tryna stay rich, that´s all
That´s all, uh

Yeah
Street niggas with me, you know
Gang shit only, man
You know we bringing the stu´ out
Right next to the buttons and all that other shit
It´s ganged out
Southside on the track, yeah