Bring My Niggas Back

[Intro]

[Chorus]

No matter what my niggas did, I had my niggas' back

All of the shit a nigga did, we had to live with that

I caught that case and did that [?], can't be forgived for that

Like what a nigga wouldn't give to have my niggas back

No matter what a nigga did, they had a nigga's back

Like if I slid, my nigga slid, was quick to whip the strap

The type of nigga never scared to pull that trigger back

Like what a nigga wouldn't give to have my niggas back

[Verse 1]

With my eyes closed, I can see my cousin Ricky

White Nike [?] cuffin' up his Dickies

When I light the weed I can see my cousin [?]

Auntie Robin living room bustin' down another brick

When I pour the drink, I can see my brother [?]

On the phone driving with his knee cutting up the six

When I'm bagging up I can see my nigga Geno

In the trap with [?] thinkin' 'bout my nigga [?]

When I think of Ray I think about that nigga Tino

My bro-bro Robo had me tripping off that nigga Domo

And how young we was when they killed that Johnny Bravo

Just talked to [?] R.I.P. my nigga [?]

Smirking [?] my evil grin

Now every time we riding [?] me think of twin

[?] on the [?] selling three for tens

All of this pain bottled up, it's hard to keep it in

[Chorus]

No matter what my niggas did, I had my niggas' back

All of the shit a nigga did, we had to live with that

I caught that case and did that [?], can't be forgived for that

Like what a nigga wouldn't give to have my niggas back

No matter what a nigga did, they had a nigga's back

Like if I slid, my nigga slid, was quick to whip the strap

The type of nigga never scared to pull that trigger back

Like what a nigga wouldn't give to have my niggas back

[Verse 2]

What I think of my nigga [?], that nigga had about ten bodies

In the streets with my concreatures

Got insomnia so I sip [?]

[?]

Whole fam still kind of shook up ever since the death of my nigga [?]

Lost [?] to a stray bullet at a block party on the west side

R.I.P. to Young [?] they just gave [?] another twenty-five

Long live my nigga [?]

Freddie B and my nigga Markie

Free that nigga Rico [?]

R.I.P. to my nigga [?] stain like a [?] of bleach

[?] couldn't wait to hit the creek

Came home, didn't even miss a beat

Rest in peace to that nigga [?], taught me how to drop the fish in the grease

[?] told me keep it in the streets

So if there's any beef I ain't sending tweets

Used to mask up like it's Halloween

We was bag snatchin', no trick-or-treat

Think I'm playing, point it at his bitch head

Press the mag up to the nigga's cheeks

So I [?] the other day, told me [?] died, overdosed in his sleep

His funeral today, had me like "Damn, it's already been a week"

[Chorus]

No matter what my niggas did, I had my niggas' back

All of the shit a nigga did, we had to live with that

I caught that case and did that [?], can't be forgived for that

Like what a nigga wouldn't give to have my niggas back

No matter what a nigga did, they had a nigga's back

Like if I slid, my nigga slid, was quick to whip the strap

The type of nigga never scared to pull that trigger back

Like what a nigga wouldn't give to have my niggas back

[Outro]

Give to have my niggas back

Give to have my niggas back

Give to have my niggas back

Give to have my niggas back