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Then Day Went By
50 Cent [2156]PL
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This is how a monster's function
Leave me alone
I ain' fuckin' with nobody
Keep fuckin' with me you gon' turn me back to Boo Boo
Have me casin' out your crib, tryna pop your fuckin' noodles
She was 20, I was 12, man my Nana said she raped me
I jus' smiled from ear to ear, sayin' take me baby take me
Since high school, nigga I ain't got no friends
Got two 380s like the Ying Yang Twinz, Ahh.
That's spot clickin' till the D's run-in
Then it's bail money and lawyer fees you got to have ends
Freshman year I had that CBR Hurricane
In an ill Herringbone, I got 'um swingin' Heroine
I shoot a nigga in a heartbeat I ain't no chump
Then you can run Forrest run retard when I dump
They take kindness for weakness
Niggas don't respect that
So me I'm where that Rueger
That Pump and that Tech at
Some look at me I'm on now
I thought we was rich then
Shit man, but you had like, twenty bricks in Richmond
We was in Cocaine heaven
I was fish scale dreamin'
We jus' got in the town
We was strapped up schemin'
First Country caught a body then country caught a body then
I popped a couple of niggaz
Then the country shot everybody
It's cold-blooded
It's real shit you got to love it
Tre-Eight Snub it
And don't think nuttin' of it
It's the way of the wolves
It's how they train us to move
Get it poppin' when we shoppin' niggas hold down the two's.
I seen niggaz gettin' rich.
Then days went by
Then days went by
Then days went by
I was tired of not havin' shit.
Then days went by
Then days went by
Then days went by
I seen niggaz gettin' hit.
Then days went by
Then days went by
Then days went by
We was slingin' that shit.
Then days went by
Then days went by
Then days went by
Here I am
Unsure since we was little niggas son since we were seven
Armed robbery, first degree, my man did seven
Niggas popped his whip up, hit his can we were seven
He a lucky mother fucker I bet he make it to heaven
My Grandpa drunk, my uncle Rock drunk
My uncle Champ pump crack smoked my fuckin' stash up
I had two-hundred and fifty grams stashed on the porch
I mean, how much you going to smoke man?
How much are you going to snort?
First, the VCR went, then the TV went
He stole outta mommy purse
She thought it was me, kid
I ain' ask her for no money son
Cause I was out hustlin'
She was lookin' at me sideways like I'm a thief or somethin'
That hurt me, c'mon son, that wouldn't hurt you?
I pistol whip that nigga till his face was purple
I need anger management, see I hold on to a grudge
The same way I hold on to that nickel-plate Snub
The Lord don't have imperfections baby
So I think I'm perfect the way he made me
Some say I'm cool, some say I'm crazy
Some say I ain't shit, some say I'm amazin'
I seen niggaz gettin' rich
Then days went by
Then days went by
Then days went by
I was tired of not havin' shit
Then days went by
Then days went by
Then days went by
I seen niggaz gettin' hit
Then days went by
Then days went by
Then days went by
We was slingin' that shit
Then days went by
Then days went by
Then days went by
Here I am
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