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"I Thought U was my Nigga"
  by Mr. Chicago Joe


U aint my nigga, U'll fuck around and fold on me
When them people caught me tippin, U probably told on me
The streets are cold in the Chi, but its even colder nigga
When your nigga U thought was ur nigga break the code for figures
Pussy nigga Im out here grindin, Why u hatin jack
Cuz Im stackin stacks like a mack and U trickin off packs
U buy fifths and coppin fits but U cant buy NO NUTS
Im a real as nigga, HOE NIGGA yo time is up
U fuckin cluck I rather maintain my respect and do my time
I aint gone snitch on none of my niggas cuz I LOVE mine
These pussy goin to the FEDS pushin nickels and dimes
Trickin on niggas thats gettin that bread pushing cookies and pies
Nigga U a faker
Impersonating gangtas
Jealous of another nigga shine str8 wanksta
Im a PIMP
U a lover
Im a hustla
U a buster
Affitated wit Gz
HIGH RISK MOTHAFUCKAS!!

FREE BIG FLY
These niggas snitched on my brotha, now he locked up in the fed joint. We holding U down nigga waitin on ur return!

Feel it In The Air (Instrumental) - Beanie Sigel
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Date Submitted: Oct 14, 2008 (05:33 AM)
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  jaysin
10/15/08 (11:22 AM) 
now this is real i give it to you cause i see this shit happen everyday somebody snitching to get out of their problems which is fucked up because once your popped why tell on someone who knows how to hustle smooth and not get caught thats what you call dead man walking.....where you been bro we need more real poets like you to tell the stories of the streets.

  Red Dragon
10/14/08 (01:48 PM) 
This was hot shit you put together fam. Welcome back to GS Poetry

  Blacberri Mola...
10/14/08 (11:32 AM) 
when u in the game u always have to watch ya back even family will turn on u in an instant

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