(Yeaahh Lil Lody on the track!)
I got a letter for you
Yeah, from the the bottom of my heart nigga... 8/11
Dear... I respect you like a little brother should
You gotta know, got a million dollar master plan
Bro I know you a man, I know you get your own money, I understand.
We kill for each other, Steal for each other, violate your parole ill do them years my brother.
I just wanna do this music, you just wanna slang yay
Pray to God every day that we get on the same page
I got a letter for you, better yet I got some cheddar for you
Nigger play with ...
You know niggas like us dont get this opportunity in a lifetime
Im on the road and niggas askin bout ya
They wanna hear you cause they hear a nigger rapping about you
They know nigga that was jailing with you,
they verified that you a real nigga
You've been a boss, playing devil in the field, nigger
But when you look at me, you're looking in the mirror nigger
In what you made me, get money and take care of the fam
Right, ain't what you told me
Aint that what my life like
One of a kind, blood line like no other nigga,
Sincerely yours YO GOTTI little brother nigga!
.you're going, going on, I'm saying.
You in the streets you aint even gotta be in the streets
And if you go back ima feel like its my fault you know what I mean!
Chorus:
Letter to my niggas, letter to my family,
Letter to the streets, man we out here livin scandolous
Wrote a letter to my haters, told 'em I don't give a fuck
When u see me in the streets u know what's up pussy!
Letter to my niggas, letter to my family,
Letter to my haters, man I know they can't stand me
Wrote a letter to the fans, told 'em Ima live it up
If you want me come get me, I don't give a fuck!
It's a letter to my... tell 'em about their mommas
Tell 'em about 'em dad, how we met and got their numbers
Met 'em in the club, daddy was a thug
.you got from...
Daddy start tripping, start ... and crapping
Bitches start...
Treating momma like a queen
Momma just want a daddy
But daddy didn't miss us, so momma start being happy
it's a letter to my daughter, don't let a nigger treat you like I treat your momma
...your first words... your first steps
On a road... thinking dollars...
And my son he's a mother fucker...
we gotta burn like a mother fucker, tell him to fight
Never run from a mother fucker...
You talk to daddy, he's a mother fucker, and back to me
... like... obstacles, life against the obstacles,
that's what done the impossible
But daddy came through
so why I try to tell you
you could be who you wanna be, do what you wanna do
Chorus:
Letter to my niggers, letter to my family,
Letter to you streets, man you gotta live the...
Wrote a letter to my haters, told 'em I don't give a fuck
When you see me in the streets you know what's up!
Letter to my niggers, letter to my family,
Letter to you streets, man I know they can't stand me
Wrote a letter to my haters, told 'em I don't give a fuck
They wanna come get me, I don't give a fuck!
compositores: BRAYLIN PHILLIP BOWMAN, MARIO MIMS, MICHAEL LEN WILLIAMS
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