歌词：
Don Trip Letter To My Son

me right now Why? cause I don't love her like I used to So to get back at me she know she gotta use you And I don't know what else to do She don't understand

a view My brother's B.G., and my band is Josh U And the stank whole rhythmic funk, plus my nuc' You can comprehend the verbal letters that I send Ahh,

please help me? God Bless me please Keep my seeds healthy, banging on my enemies bleed While my G's healthy, hoping they bury me With ammunition, weed, and shells Just in case they trip

it on With the Long Don, word bond my shit is strong (Come back) Girl, don't even start again, I beg your pardon And get your hands off my six button

how it goes down in my neighborhood This is how it goes down in these ghetto streets This is how it goes down in my area My man blingin' platinum wheel, platinum gat Took a trip

squares don't under stand so it takes niggas like me to explain I show vengeance violence and hatred Because underneath it's so much pain I ain't no sissy or punk so don't trip

s so much pain I aint no sissy or punk so don't trip when you see me crying A nigga just hella mad his partners is dead and his folks keep on dying My

a view My brother's B.G., and my band is Josh U And the stank whole rhythmic funk, plus my nuc' You can comprehend the verbal letters that I send Ahh,

witcha I sacrifice my main arteries -- WHY NIGGA?! Ain't nobody never loved me, like my niggaz See my business is my friendship and my friendship is my