Richie Rich - Still My n***a lyrics

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Richie Rich - Still My n***a lyrics

(Intro) They did you wrong my n***a You know what I mean Miss you like a muthaf**a sh** is cold f** 'em (Chorus) They did you wrong - you still my n***a But love is long - you gon' be my n***a And I'm tellin you now - boy, I miss you n***a And I'm holdin it down - until I'm with you n***a They did you bad - you still my n***a But I ain't mad - we gon' get dem n***as And I'm tellin you now - boy, I miss you n***a And I'm holdin it down - until I'm with you n***a (Verse 1) We started on bikes, ended up on Harley D's Balled thru the summer, caught a case for the half-of G's Nuthin was between us, we knocked n***as out Served rocks in the drought befo' the po's catch route Then you died on me and my whole sh** changed Took a whole different outlook on n***as in this game Cause the enemy didn't get k**ed, the homeboy did And we from the same hood, and that's some weak-a** sh** What the f** Now I got to smoke my n***a Get the strap, pointed all way and smoke my n***a How we finna go to war when we k**in each other Sayin "Hi" to your mother then pull a strap on your brother You n***as is twisted Maybe I should point and blast Give a f** about your family Just point and blast Shoot body my n***a, now I must return the favour *BUCK* *BUCK* - I guess it's a hood behaviour (Chorus) (Verse 2) It took us a year to find that boy that hit ya Did him bad, now I know that n***a is somewhere with ya But I ain't mad, when I die we gon' hook up then My n***a hollered like "Ooh" and wooped his a** again It don't stop, baby boy, you ain't missin nuthin But some weed and some liquor, n***as out here frontin Hella fakes, same b**hes on that nuthin sh** I'm stayin true, keepin faulty n***as out of my mix But missin you, it ain't the same when I'm in the cutty I blow a blunt but I can't pa** it to my buddy I seen your sonny, hella big, eatin barbeque He talkin sh**, tryna rap, think he hard as you But that lil' n***a, but lil' do that n***a know The footsteps he have to follow when that n***a grown I seen his momma doin good, she tryna keep it trill Until we crossroad my n***a, I'mma keep it real You still my n***a You gon be n***a Boy I miss you n***a Until I'm with you n***a (Chorus)

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