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I've been searchin' so long You know it (Al Geno on the track) Check this out Swear I done searched for your love In ever single place but the projects For anything, I'm quick to tell you, "You got it" And I've been searchin' for a thug The one that don't give a fuck 'bout nobody From day to night, he think 'bout steppin' and slidin' Old rusty cutter make 'em get down, ayy Blood from the gutters so when that stick 'round, ayy She wanna fuck me 'cause I'm lit now, ayy I was just as lit because I'm rich now, ayy 'Cause they know every chance I get That's for a fact All these niggas know how we rockin' All through the cold nights, by the pole, I'm grippin' my shotty He made a diss 'bout my lil' brother I thought that you blue flaggin' your coffin? Every time we slapped them niggas hot, but when we catch 'em they dodge us Oh, I've been searchin' for someone like my own Hop on the plane and I'ma fly 'til I find me another place to call home Letras de cancionesShe see the murder in my eye I'm plottin' on a way where I can bust that boy dome Stand on the block my dawg died on That's on the porch his momma cried on All through the night you know we slide on 'em Won't do no talkin' on the mob phone This 'bout that block my nigga died on They think they solid g, but only one gon' shoot And no, it ain't no leavin' off y'all screen until someone on the news I caught him rollin' dice right by the creek, so we had ran down like vroom 3 in the morning, sippin' lean plus I've been druggin' since noon Run down the street, chasin' my dreams I'm like "What else I'ma do?" Just got a MAC, so gave the glizzy with the beam to my goon Two Adderalls, a Perc, a bean, I'm 'bout to go to the moon Put a brand new scope on the AR, when I run down I'ma zoom 'em Nowadays these phones be tapped so we gon' talk at the best and He 'bout his business, while you go, I give the guap to your best friend Time for trophies, we give the killas is the new Smith & Wesson One thing for sure, don't be my niggas, they don't got my best interest They come through spinnin' with nine mills We hit they block, they find the exit I'ma do this one hit for my dawg who up in heaven, steady restin' Cold case gettin' realer We seein' bloody, so affected Old rusty cutter used to be owned by this nigga over a cold nigga Old rusty cutter make 'em get down, ayy Blood from the gutters so when that stick 'round, ayy She wanna fuck me 'cause I'm lit now, ayy I was just as lit because I'm rich now, ayy 'Cause they know every chance I get That's for a fact All these niggas know how we rockin' All through the cold nights, by the pole, I'm grippin' my shotty He made a diss 'bout my lil' brother I thought that you blue flaggin' your coffin? Every time we slapped them niggas hot, but when we catch 'em they dodge us Oh, I've been searchin' for someone like my own Hop on the plane and I'ma fly 'til I find me another place to call home She see the murder in my eye I'm plottin' on a way where I can bust that boy dome Stand on the block my dawg died on That's on the porch his momma cried on All through the night you know we slide on 'em Won't do no talkin' on the mob phone This 'bout that block my nigga died on From Letras Mania