B.G. (Baby Gangsta)

B.G. (Baby Gangsta) - So Much Death lyrics

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Verse 1

Every day I sit and wonder why I lost my daddy so young

Just reminence think how me and him had so much fun

Teach me man to man things bout the game

Let me know always let em hang be bout my change

Never thought that come closee to home I was wrong

Never that my daddy was going away I was wrong

Him and my momma went through they little stages

Always fight threw em out and made him walk the streets

But it was alright 

Cause I knew he would be back tommorrow with the sorrow

She would take the frown away let him stay

All he wanted me to do was to be cool stay in school

But the dude that I hanged with rearranged the whole attitude

When he died I start hustlin' to get paid

I did the opposite I know you turnin' in your grave

When I pray I know you hear me at night

It ain't right but I ain't white

And all I got is the street life 

I know you lookin' down sayin' you ain't raise me this way

Don't be mad we'll talk about when I come one day

Untill we meet I'll keep your name on the streets

>From son to dad I love you rest in peace



Chorus

So much death up on the city streets

Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace



Verse 2

I never understood life and how I got here 

I just live and try to learn till it's my time to disappear

And see really where my homies at on the other side

Is there a heaven or a hell or is it all a lie

Make believe I ain't gone belive till I see

Is there really a heaven for a true G'

If it is I know Sterling made it, Pimp made it, 

My daddy made it, they was real but got player hated

Pimp your gone but your spirit ain't my nigga

You remembered as a legend couldn't nobody out rock it

You made that style that these rookies tryin' to imitate

They fake as fake I'm here to put them in they place

The one only pimp one gone stop tryin' to be him

And I got a glock with seventeen for that dog pimp

Ester did Hec cause she took Kin I'm took her

When you get that he gone stomp you 

And when I get there we gone jump you

Otis from the thirteenth bit the dust

It's a must we strap up and retaliate in a rush

Bust flush that beef like shit

Spend that bin just hit and hit till start the click

Sterling lived a soldier died a soldier

Had respect for knockin' heads clean off the shoulder

>From the magnolia

All the players from that U.P.T. 

1,2,3 that truth to the game rest in peace



Chorus

So much death up on the city streets

Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace



Verse 3

Pay attention to this song

Once your gone your gone

It ain't no comin' back once your home your home

Every day I hit the door my momma preachin' to me

Doogie stop runin' the streets son do it for me

She know I'm bout money strictly about ballin'

The life your livin' I hope your daddy ain't callin'

That things I go throught I think restin' is best

I'm chillin' while I'm in flesh but I'll be happy when I rest

I got people to see, people to meet, people to greet

Just peep what the other world got for me

Is it joy like they see or nothing at all

I'm ball till I fall with my back against the wall

Chillin' on the block till the man come get me

Mark Fuller is a chillin' spot cause I bringin' blunts with me



Chorus

So much death up on the city streets

Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace

So much death up on the city streets

Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace
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Language: English

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