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(JD On Tha Track) ([?]) The bodies steady droppin', funerals back to back This city full of violence, that's why it's called the 'Raq Was traumatized, he wildin', don't know how to act His brother lost his life, he tryna get him back Scream, "Fuck the other side," for my brothers, ride I lost too many niggas, I seen they mothers cry They don't know the pain, and still, I feel the hurt I shed plenty tears on too many shirts I done seen too many bodies stretched out on the pavement Seen niggas sinnin' in the church but sayin' amen Shawty goin' wild, ain't no preacher that can save him My brother on the ground, damn, I seen the reaper take him His mama lookin' down like, "Lord, why you take him?" Caught him lookin' down, blew him him, then they faced him They let off a lot of shots, scorched him, left him bakin' hot It's torture now, the Dracs is hot, it's freezin' cold up in that box Family all surroundin' him, they walk while lookin' down on him [?] stiff like mannequin, the judge gon' put a smile on him His partner's thinkin' 'bout revenge, they need they lick back Last time they see again, this time, they can't get back They thinkin' 'bout them memories, "Long live," no "R.I.P." I can't be no memory, that's why I keep a Glock with me Letras de cancionesIn the clip is R.I.P.s, crowd his face up on a tee Walk him down and they six deep Flowers, bury him six feet Bodies steady droppin', funerals back to back This city full of violence, that's why it's called the 'Raq Was traumatized, he wildin', don't know how to act His brother lost his life, he tryna get him back Scream, "Fuck the other side," for my brothers, ride I lost too many niggas, I seen they mothers cry They don't know the pain, and still, I feel the hurt I shed plenty tears on too many shirts I seen him in the box, I seen him hit the dirt I watched my dawg leave, I won't wear his shirt I been traumatized, I want this pain gone He died right on side of me, I washed the stains on I done seen too many things, they fought him, when it's time, they froze Get him with that blick, for the rest of his life, he might be pigeon-toed Pass it to my partner tryna scope, we do give-and-gos Playin' both sides when it go down, I can't save a soul Woadie out of town, so he tryna get some money now Dotted on his head, you can come and get the money now Heard that nigga dead from what he said, that shit funny now Come and get you while you in your bed and while it's sunny out Bodies steady droppin', funerals back to back This city full of violence, that's why it's called the 'Raq Was traumatized, he wildin', don't know how to act His brother lost his life, he tryna get him back Scream, "Fuck the other side," for my brothers, ride I lost too many niggas, I seen they mothers cry They don't know the pain, and still, I feel the hurt I shed plenty tears on too many shirts From Letras Mania