TWIN GAMBINO - Hood's Diary lyrics

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Yeah man... Twin Gambino man...

This gutter, part four, hard shit man

We here to let y'all know, this shit is real

Yeah... whut? !

Time to take it, but we are gettin ready for the end

Always stay with my heat, never trust a friend

Then stab you in your back and smile up in ya face

I'm like Bin Laden, nigga that's hard to trace

Plus a race, what do you know I'm all up in ya face

Grim Team droppin bombs, vest in the place

What up, when you see Big Twin you better get up

And salute, cause I'm the top dog in my crew

Plus I'm gifted, young as fuck with two biscuits

I need like, thirty blunts to keep me lifted

We live by the minute, the flashy cars we get it

But what's kinda worse, I'm fuckin a fat chidick

Ya best to believe, she playin with major figures

Gambino, Grimey One, know I'm that nigga

Hard like DMX and smooth like Jigga

Thug from QB, you know I'm that nigga

"is holdin it down"... "Queensbridge"

"If you want the problems, we can hurry up and come bury ya"

You think shit sweet, talkin like you got heat

Until I bust you in ya face with this Old E (BLAOW!)

This O.G., tryna tell me to slow down

Before I go down, shit I can't see that

I'm goin all out, trigger til I fall out

Blue steel on my hip, that's how I roll out

I never worry 'bout, me gettin aired out

Twin don't care about, what you done did kid

I'm in Queensbridge, rollin with them gangstas kid

You tryna front, and watch you get splashed kid

You never heard about shit like that

Pumped crack all my life, and I might go back

Only one thing savin me, this shit called rap

I can't go back to jail, it ain't for me

And I'll prolly get shot down, by the police

Then I'm tryna take 'em out, with the big heat

"Is holdin it down"... "Queensbridge"

"If you want the problems, we can hurry up and come bury ya"

"Forever standin my ground"... "Queensbridge"

"If you want the problems, we can hurry up and come bury ya"

It ain't a game on this side, I seen people die

Babies havin babies, and that's no lie

My third eye, keep me to stay on my toes

And my pops always tell me keep my enemies close

Four one seventy-seven, day I was born

And my moms couldn't believe, it was two little boys

It was Jamaica Hospital, first place I seen

But I never thought I'd be writin rhymes up in the bing

For servin a fiend, just tryna make a little cream

So I can get the new Jordans, like my whole team

My dreams, were shattered cause my brother is gone

Had to wake up, realize: life goes on

"Is holdin it down"... "Queensbridge"

"If you want the problems, we can hurry up and come bury ya"

"Forever standin my ground, I'm holdin it"... "Queensbridge"

"If you want the problems"... "Grim Team"