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Them Ones

 

Them Ones

(album: 4 The Trenches - 2023)


Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, mm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (800)
This for them ones that said I wouldn't make it
Mm, mm, mm, mm-mm
Mm-mm, mm

This for them ones that said I wouldn't make it
This for them ones I needed a ride and they couldn't take me
This for all them niggas that was with me in that damn basement
I'm thanking God for times I was eating and ain't say my grace
This for them ones I backdoored, I was impatient
This is not for them ones that made a statement
This is not for them ones that ain't never face it
They don't know how it feel to get off of a eighty

They gave Shawn numbers, I can't even remember
They killed DTae on D-Lo birthday, that was in December
It's some niggas that was with me back when I was in elementary
I was in Gucci helping across the street from Earl window
This was when was just having differences with KoodaMan
We was on 79th to 82nd with DudaMan
We all around the city, that's when they talking 'bout MogulMan
I filled the deck up with some shit, they was calling me "DooDooMan"
I ain't gon' lie, I robbed every cameraman I seen with my eyes
They not playing with me in jail, they like, "Let it go," it's my pride
Bam told me he wasn't with it, he got with it, that's when he died
The whole hood was in the middle, I told niggas, "Pick a side"
Who you rocking with?
I'm with Lil' Scoom 'nem, you know they popping shit
Bloodshed from out West for me, you know they be dropping shit
Big guys came home from all them years and still can't stop the shit
I'm one of the ones that jump your gate running from jakes, I gotta hop a fence
This for them ones that pop a Perc' and still keep popping shit
This for them ones when it's one on one they still be hopping in
They know I'm in a relationship, my brother 'nem pay Dr. Phil

This for them ones that said I wouldn't make it
This for them ones I needed a ride and they couldn't take me
This for all them niggas that was with me in that damn basement
I'm thanking God for times I was eating and ain't say my grace
This for them ones I backdoored, I was impatient
This is not for them ones that made a statement
This is not for them ones that ain't never face it
They don't know how it feel to get off of a eighty

Mm-mm, mm
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
They don't know how it feel to get off of a eighty
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
They don't know how it feel to get off of a eighty
Mm, mm, mm
They don't know how it feel to get off of a eighty
(800)

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