Tommy Tee - Must Be Strong lyrics

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Tommy Tee - Must Be Strong lyrics

[Intro: A.G.] Yeah, yeah (you Must be Strong), gotta be strong n***a, only the strong will survive I got fourteen in, n***as think i'm playing, yo Tommy Tee what's popping Yo mommy, yo Dave, paris in the house, D.I.T. signal You know what i mean, yeah yo AD where you at (RIP) Will will the ave low row nine fifty (Yes in Norway) [Verse 1: A.G.] The first six months of my life I was hooked to a respirator Probably gods way of giving me extra flavor 2 years later I'm blowing out cape And they said it wouldn't happen so we got in on tape That night cousin came through the fire escape Stole some money even ate the swan on the plate He was stressing, I seen the lines in his face Next time I seen him was online at his weight At six the youngest n***a trying to get laid Sixteen the youngest n***a trying to get paid At ten years old is when I first got played Little cutie from the project she even wore fade At fourteen I had p**y on my mind Couldn't concentrate dick hard all the time At seventeen that's when the sh** got real I got a taste of jail and the taste is stale I'm thinking [Hook: The Loudmouf Choir & (A.G.)] You Must Be Strong, (No doubt n***as) You Must Be Strong, (I came a long motherf**ing way dawg) You Must Be Strong, (And I got a long motherf**ing way to go) You Must Be Strong, (You feeling me) [Verse 2: A.G.] I'm nineteen back to jail grand d**h ordeal Bullsh** charge but I ain't coming to court though And as faith would have it Hooked up with Lord Finesse the same year And recorded a cla**ic (A ghetto ba*tard) My pops was never there so they laughed at my gear, And this was every year New clothes was old clothes sh** was golly Shoot souls, had hoes, socks was bloody And the b**hes that I liked, they didn't like me And now it can't be the shoes then again it might be What they didn't now, there's not another like me But all had changed once I sold a diamond They k**ed L, they k**ed O, they k**ed Hans They k**ed Shaka, they k**ed Pop, they k**ed Papa Shook ones, look son they took pun I won't stop you understand when a hook come [Hook: The Loudmouf Choir] [Outro: A.G.] This is that sh** here, this is that pain Pain makes great music they told me R.I.P to all my n***as Jam Master J All my n***as on lock dawgs I feel ya (Trigger tone) For real n***a though my man Arivera Yo L if it wasn't for you I probably would've stopped already dawg Andre The Giant I forgot about him huh Alright It's time to wake your f**ing a** up dawg I'm out

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