TY TOLD ME CUT OUT ALL THIS SINGING

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MC Tree G - Rap

TY TOLD ME CUT OUT ALL THIS SINGING

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[Verse 1] Beefin' Niggas shoot up niggas every weekend Cuz shot, left him on the cement Buzz but I told him it was decent It bought the price down I buy ten save a G and TY told me cut out all the singing Boy you got killers all around you Nigga told me he doubt I was with him Used to buy a hundred, took a whole nigga's ceiling Made a lot of fucking money Lot of niggas running with me I can buy me anything, everything but a kidney I got cookies I got cakes, 3-5 for the fifty Nine-five did the ditty 05 in my twenties All kinds are you kidding All dimes if you mention it (Shit) They ain't told a nigga I was limitless All this me coming off the top like them chimineys Imagine if I wrote it down My sins know I'm going down I damn near die for this money so you sowing doubt And I can't [?] I ain't notice how I ain't have Shapiro in no OJ trial call it twenty thou He say you won't hold me down [?] like Kobe brown Summertime Coney Island you can get whatever [Chorus] Baby I'm sorry (I'm sorry) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby I'm sorry (I'm sorry) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby I'm sorry (I'm sorry) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby I'm sorry (I'm sorry) [Verse 2] Ten times five times five times fifty Times five I ain't lying I got high pretty quickly As long as I've been alive I've been fucking with these guys I got older and realized I ain't five or a six Used to get that shit for eight, give it to Gino for 25 On the southside of hte Chi I ain't lying or snitching (Nope) They talk about Griselda Nigga I'm better than whoever (Whoever) I'm about to go to jail for it Don't you start that rapping shit, that acting shit (Nope) Niggas like what happened shit, well I got rich You know how niggas say like they got that bitch Well I got that bitch (Got that bitch) Got that bitch and I got her friend, I'm glad I ain't got that shit This risk I got rich This risk I got flipped They tried to stall the six I got three year sentence they bored as shit Nigga I'm old as shit Gangster won't fall for shit (For real) Rap shit aside I always think about my kids They don't even know what I is Mason I told him what I did AJ I told him like this [Chorus] Baby I'm sorry (I'm sorry) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby I'm sorry (I'm sorry) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby I'm sorry (I'm sorry) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby I'm sorry (I'm sorry)

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  • MC Tree G