Maino - Love My n***as lyrics

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Maino - Love My n***as lyrics

[Verse 1 - Maino:] All my n***as eat bread Couple n***as in the feds Little homie got shot so many damn times That he still gotta bullet in his head Gotta n***a that just came home Went to jail before cell phones My n***a wasn't right or wrong That wasn't love to the homies that's gone Yup, love my n***as To the motherf**ing head my n***as Started from the bottom win win Had sh** sold now it's real chips my n***as Little n***a with heart like a big mac Dope boy rock rollies like wrist bands n***as said he'd take his own life He had k**as and a wife I'm a save it for the next man Got friends that trick too much Dumb n***a don't think too much Middle finger in the air like he don't even care This n***a don't give two f**s Most of my n***as pack hammers But all of my n***as bananas Get the boys mad they turn green like a banner My friend bought a Benz off dope money Played strip like hoe money Brown paper bag like coke money Way back when we ain't have no money Some of my n***as is Cs Some of my n***as is Bs But you can bet all of your money That every last one of my n***as is Gs [Hook:] I love my n***as, I love my n***as I love my n***as, I love my n***as To the end we trust my n***as Some of them k**as some of them dealers Some of them straight my n***as Some of them rich, some of them poor But all of them still my n***as [Verse 2:] I love my n***as Remember when we ain't have sh** Growing up in the projects Sleeping on a dirty mattress We all living with our mother Young n***as ain't got our father f** basketball, we gotta sell d** If we wanna make it out the gutter Went from 10 grams to a whole brick Young n***a she was on the homes dick n***as mad we getting money now no sh** n***as coming through shooting at us oh sh** One of us gets shot shoot him right back k** a n***a for my n***a it's like that Every n***a round me feel like that Can't fight for a n***a that don't fight back (No p**ys over here) TTG we trained to go Shot a n***a from a block away I got lucky I swear I wasn't aiming yo (I ain't got no aim yo) I shot him cause he shot my n***a In lobby I'm like man he tryna 2pac my n***a (Remember p**n studios) It's bang bang when we see the enemy All my n***as drink Hennessy Most my n***as in the penitentiary Free my n***as in the penitentiary (Free Debo Brown) All my n***as got felonies I love my n***a to the d**h for me [Hook:] I love my n***as, I love my n***as I love my n***as, I love my n***as To the end we trust my n***as Some of them k**as some of them dealers Some of them straight my n***as Some of them rich, some of them poor But all of them still my n***as [Verse 3:] I love my n***as Twenty one gun up twenty for the sun up I hug my n***a, hand in I'm watching your gut case you run up To show when I'm ready the 40 is on me, this f**er is heavy You walking up on me, I'm holding it steady Put one in your belly then jump in the Chevy f** can you tell me? some of them cool and some of them deadly Some of them shoot and some will get feddy Some of them Boosie some of them Webby n***a they whiling, always on point never cracking a smile Some of the rejoice they got crack in the valley Went from a coy to the stacks to the pounds n***a I'm now, get my weight up Got a move a hoe but I don't break up My n***a bag the weed and roll the shake up My n***a full champion team I take a paycut Plenty snakes in gra** let them rake up Man I love my n***as Cause when they get ill and shake They still be like f** y'all n***as [Hook:] I love my n***as, I love my n***as I love my n***as, I love my n***as To the end we trust my n***as Some of them k**as some of them dealers Some of them straight my n***as Some of them rich, some of them poor But all of them still my n***as

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