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In Da Field
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Noodah05
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Oh (Section 8 just straight cooked this motherf*cker up) Like I'm a monster in this bitch I think I'ma die off the pills How you know he gon' die in the field? They just tell me, "Lil Noodah, get on it" They ain't know I was 'bout this shit They think I ain't got no heart They don't know I be cryin' and shit I'm up and I'm chasin' that paper I'll be damned if I cry 'bout a bitch I'm uppin', I'm takin' these meds I think this shit f*ck with my head I heard he got hit in the chest I don't think he can take no more shells If it's up, then we takin' it there They breakin' rulеs in the game, I don't evеn think they listen to the ref Lord, give them niggas help Bustdown her ring, no, don't ever think I'd love again (Nope) My bitch crossed me out when I was broke, don't think I'll trust again (Nope) Eleventh floor in the condo, nigga, I ain't even buzzin' in (Nope) I give her a rack, then blow out her back, I'm probably gon' f*ck again (Yeah) I'm probably gon' f*ck again (Yeah) Next time that I hit, I'ma tell a bitch bring all her friends (Yeah) Top floor condo, gotta walk just to bring them bitches in (Yeah) Artists gave me no love, no love, tell my best not to let them in (Nah) They know I'ma stand on my ten (Yeah) My head hurtin' from the stress (Yeah) My uncle got shot in his chest (Bah) I'm glad it was just the torso (Yeah, yeah) And he ain't catch one to the head (Fah) Extended mag, all-black with the dreads They be thinkin' I'm the killer (Nah) Please don't bring your bitch 'round the gang 'Cause you know that we'll try to hit her (Come here) I think I'ma die off the pills How you know he gon' die in the field? They just tell me, "Lil Noodah, get on it" They ain't know I was 'bout this shit They think I ain't got no heart They don't know I be cryin' and shit I'm up and I'm chasin' that paper I'll be damned if I cry 'bout a bitch I'm uppin', I'm takin' these meds I think this shit f*ck with my head I heard he got hit in the chest I don't think he can take no more shells If it's up, then we takin' it there They breakin' rules in the game, I don't even think they listen to the ref Lord, give them niggas help They know that I'm chasin' this paper I'll be goddamned if I talk to a hater If it ain't 'bout the money, I'll talk to you later I'm stackin' that shit up to ball like the Lakers I'm patiently waitin', I'ma drop, better wake up These niggas ain't real and most of 'em bitches They cover theyself with the makeup You know I'm on gang, play tough I'm duckin' that bitch, I don't lay up I get racks in my sleep, I'ma stay up You want you a feature or come rock a show Then p*ssy niggas gotta pay us I get you killed from 'round that spot and nigga, I don't stay there I have my boy spin on your block and he gon' try to lay there f*ckin' that bitch, make her say, "Ayy, yeah" I'm gettin' the paper, I ain't on payroll The boy is a bitch, just know he gon' fold He'll be in the streets, he don't know the code f*ckin' with me, you gon' die on the low Go get that bag and sell your soul Niggas bitches, yeah, I know I'ma just keep on goin' off (05) I think I'ma die off the pills How you know he gon' die in the field? They just tell me, "Lil Noodah, get on it" They ain't know I was 'bout this shit (Section 8 just straight cooked this motherf*cker up) They think I ain't got no heart They don't know I be cryin' and shit I'm up and I'm chasin' that paper I'll be damned if I cry 'bout a bitch I'm uppin', I'm takin' these meds I think this shit f*ck with my head I heard he got hit in the chest I don't think he can take no more shells If it's up, then we takin' it there They breakin' rules in the game, I don't even think they listen to the ref Lord, give them niggas help
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