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section 8 - xanman lyrics

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[hook]
these n-gg-s talking bout turning up
i’m tryna get the bag run it up
n-gg-s don’t got no irons they be bluffing
n-gg-s be wit the feds mclovin
can’t trust n-gg-s eat off yo plate
had to breakdown a 448
n-gg-s be hot first 48
n-gg- we still on section 8

[verse 1]
i’m in the crowd n-gg- section 8
never been through sh-t you ain’t feel pain
10 years old when i first shot a 12 gauge
used to trap in the school n-gg- ’till the bell rang
i never had an angel at my shoulder
snaked my man out because i’m bipolar
i had to fight wit’ n-gg-s that was older
muzzle flash i can hit you up closer
you don’t know what i’ve been thru you don’t know nothing
my sister slept inside the car with my mother
they ain’t want me to be a lil hustler
they told me to stay with my grandmother
grandfather he was putting the fiends on
2012 he was putting his bling on
my man tried to snake me but he had a sling on
so he wasn’t a good shoulder to lean on

[hook]
these n-gg-s talking bout turning up
i’m tryna get the bag run it up
n-gg-s don’t got no irons they be bluffing
n-gg-s be wit the feds mclovin
can’t trust n-gg-s eat off yo plate
had to breakdown a 448
n-gg-s be hot first 48
n-gg- we still on section 8

[verse 2]
remember those days we ain’t have a christmas
now i’m running through the bag saint nicholas
you ate on my plate it was thanksgiving
everybody ate including my siblings
im tryna get the bag run it up
you think i did too much i ain’t done enough
i smile through the pain n-gg- it was tough
down bad then school came in clutch
you ain’t no shooter n-gg- cause you robbin
whole time n-gg-s looking for colleges
trapped to help my mother ain’t have a option
call goon see a opp he gon’ pop him
anything i live for ima stand for
just got an eviction notice from my landlord
used to sleep on the mat now my music on pandora
used to steal from the store n-gg- i ain’t paying for it

[hook]
these n-gg-s talking bout turning up
i’m tryna get the bag run it up
n-gg-s don’t got no irons they be bluffing
n-gg-s be wit the feds mclovin
can’t trust n-gg-s eat off yo plate
had to breakdown a 448
n-gg-s be hot first 48
n-gg- we still on section 8

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