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(What's happenin', Chi Chi?) Oh-oh (Yeah) I feel it now (I feel it now) She had her baby in the cold summer, that's a fever child (That's a fever child) It was Witcha behind me, I'm not really with you now (I'm now with you now) It's that loyalty, that royalty, I need it all Oh, yeah, yeah Uh, life full of hard now (Life full of hard now) It's the truth that always hurt, make your heart stop (I'm gone though) Soon as you get that bag, you bet' no fumble (Yeah) No, it's survivor of the fittest in that jungle (I feel it now) Please don't betray me for the other I'm still cold, in fear, they still rollin' in (Rollin' in) I told my family I'm still thuggin', I ain't made the bed (I ain't made the bed) I done talked to Amber Alert, they need to save the kid (Save the kid) Shoulda said that What's your name died onside that move, you should of read that Cross me out, even though I don't cause harm, that's a red flag Started losin' all my sanity, a nigga getting toe tagged Yeah, you should of been here with me (Yeah) Streets take the closet thing you love, wish you was sitting her with me (She was sitting or what?) Niggas have shit they wanna say, invisible attention Mama, know I love you dearly, told you watch, them niggas friendly Letras de cancionesOh-oh (Yeah) I feel it now (I feel it now) She had her baby in the cold summer, that's a fever child (That's a fever child) It was Witcha behind me, I'm not really with you now (I'm now with you now) It's that loyalty, that royalty, I need it all Oh, yeah, yeah Uh, life full of hard now (Life full of hard now) It's the truth that always hurt, make your heart stop (I'm gone though) Soon as you get that bag, you bet' no fumble (Yeah) No, it's survivor of the fittest in that jungle (I feel it now) I sip codeine, brodie, it's okay if you're wasted (Yeah, yeah) You kickin' shop, but he ain't dead, know you tired of telling 'em, "Shake back" (Let's go, let's shake) Funerals, it could have been more ways than birthdays, you keep asking me 'bout that I can't sob 'bout twin, no Fuck 12, we tag 'em on the carjacks, bulletproof and geek it up Yeah, hit his eyes, hit again (Hit) Running out of favors, I'm exhausted again (Yeah) I bought your hair done like every time I'm at Ikeas But be, hunted on the bases, if I was them, I wouldn't be out here Perc 10, I ain't take it if I ain't crazy, and I won't be high Better show the ones that knee high and sold the Reeboks Oh-oh (Yeah) I feel it now (I feel it now) She had her baby in the cold summer, that's a fever child (That's a fever child) It was Witcha behind me, I'm not really with you now (I'm now with you now) It's that loyalty, that royalty, I need it all Oh, yeah, yeah Uh, life full of hard now (Life full of hard now) It's the truth that always hurt, make your heart stop (I'm gone though) Soon as you get that bag, you bet' no fumble (Yeah) No, it's survivor of the fittest in that jungle (I feel it now) It's survivor of the fittest in that jungle I saw you die, yeah (What's happenin', Chi Chi?) From Letras Mania