Текст песни Letter to Pappy - Taysav
Letter
to
my
brother,
gotta
send
that
to
the
afterlife
Never
ever
thought
it
would
be
you
who
made
that
sacrifice
I
hope
Chapo
bring
out
right
before
they
do
that
extradite
So
when
that
work
come
in,
we
can
flood
them
streets
with
extra
white
′Cause
you
was
all
white
like
Mensa
Always
got
Teezy
in
a
Swisher
Tried
to
put
niggas
on
who
was
out
here
in
the
World,
but
they
never
ever
seen
the
bigger
picture
First
thing
first,
nigga,
I
miss
you
Wish
we'll
get
flee
and
take
a
picture
I
remember
all
the
nights
that
you
slid
On
the
opps,
I
was
with
you,
wait
hold
on!
Man,
Pappy,
I
miss
you
We
was
on
that
gang
shit
everyday
But
niggas
turned
fu,
we
got
find
a
better
way
My
O.G.
cryin′
heavy
on
me
everyday
I
tell
her:
"Be
paitient,
we
gon'
see
better
days"
Niggas
glad
that
you
gone
to
a
better
place
They
she
be
mad
'cause
you
rearranged
they
homie
face
Big
bro
was
trained
to
go,
he
never
hesitate
They
shot
a
whistle
at
right
at
his
hips,
he
gon′
need
some
tape
I
remember
he
let
niggas
eat
up
off
his
plate
And
they
always
turned
out
to
be
jealous
snakes
The
real
gon′
live
forever,
we
expose
all
of
the
fake
And
you
can't
name
a
real
nigga
that
ain′t
gon'
relate
Ayy,
bro,
you
gone,
man,
they
shit
be
seemin′
hella
fake
Just
like
a
movie,
ask
if
we
can
get
another
take
My
life
a
movie,
but
it
never
been
a
double
take
Run
up
on
me,
Nina
take
you
on
a
double
date
Bro,
you
got
me
in
the
war
all
alone
With
my
chrome,
smokin'
zones
to
the
dome,
goin′
strong
Really
wish
you
can
just
call
on
the
phone,
like:
"Bro,
what
you
on?
Let
them
do
it
for
Patron"
I'm
like:
"Fuck
it,
we'll
get
three
for
the
50"
Stay
in
the
field,
Savage
Sheen
tote
glizzies
Stay
up
in
traffic,
BuDouble
bring
the
Henney
Call
Icky
Red,
always
bring
the
Henney
I
miss
my
bro,
that′s
the
issue
Get
a
nigga
wet
up
like
some
tissues
Since
you
gone,
all
these
niggas
wanna
diss
Two
Put
five
in
they
ass
and
the
ditch,
too
Tried
to
sow
a
nigga
like
a
stitched
tooth
Tryna
line
a
nigga
up
like
a
stencil
In
the
′hood,
you
can
check
my
credentials
Always
been
official
like
a
whistle
You
was
right
about
my
circle,
niggas
fake
as
hell
And
what
you
said
to
mamma,
[?]
I'm
a
Pappy
Gang
member
to
the
death
for
real
Niggas
try
and
say
you
weak,
they
must
be
deaf
for
real
Long
range
with
that
.40,
call
you
Steph
for
real
And
I
came
from
under
you,
just
call
me
Seth
for
real
We
brothers
in
this
shit,
just
tell
′em
that
the
world
gon'
feel
The
world
gon′
fear
'cause
I′m
aimin'
for
nose
and
ears
That's
for
the
top,
′cause
I′m
comin'
up
with
chrome
and
gears
Not
masked
up,
′caues
I'm
comin′
for
the
dome
for
real
When
I
get
there,
I'ma
do
a
opp
Vallan
for
real
Make
it
real
cozy,
I′m
callin'
it
home
for
real
Have
a
bad
bitch
come
give
me
dome
for
real
Smoke
two
big
blunts
to
the
dome
for
real
And
that's
for
Pap
′cause
you
know
I′m
comin'
strong
for
real,
nigga
It′s
The
Fucking
Guys
in
my
fuckin'
eyes,
man
R.I.P.
my
brother
Pappy,
niggas
know
how
I′m
comin'
in
this
shit,
man
I
ain′t
even
gotta
say
too
much
and
that's
real
talk
Big
bro,
shit'll
never
be
the
same
Most
of
my
day
one
niggas
really
changed
Through
the
rain,
bro,
I
promise
that
I
stay
the
same
Just
like
you
taught
me,
take
your
pain
then
make
it
gain
I
just
stick
to
the
real
like
a
fuckin′
magnet
Nigga,
it′s
gon'
be
this
way
until
I′m
in
the
casket
Put
a
whole
in
his
ass
like
a
fuckin'
basket
This
shit
official
like
a
whistle,
I′ma
get
it
taggin'
Pap,
Mose
Deuce,
Red,
and
2 Cups
Then
I
might
pour
up,
then
I
smoke
me
two
blunts
And
everywhere
I
go,
bitch,
I
keep
me
two
guns
A
nigga
run
up
on
me,
he
gon′
take
like
three-one
That's
Curry,
and-one,
stare
right
over
the
free
throw
A
nigga
try
me,
Nina
get
to
bussin'
like
a
freak
hoe
Ahead
of
the
game,
niggas
callin′
me
"The
Cheat
Code"
I′ll
never
tell,
real
niggas
know
the
G-code
I
remember
what
you
taught
me
at
a
young
age
Real
young
niggas
playin'
with
a
switchblade
Startin′
gettin'
payed
ride
around
that
sixth
grade
Pops
tried
to
shut
you
down,
but
you
didn′t
change
Real
nigga
from
the
start,
I
remember
They
done
take
my
brother,
now
my
heart
colder
than
December
Father
Lord,
please,
forgive
me
'cause
I
know
that
I′m
a
sinner
But
before
I
make
it
to
you,
I
just
gotta
be
a
winner
like
my
big
bro
Niggas
know
I
ain't
what's
comin′
It
ain′t
up
for
a
discussion,
niggas
know
that
he
was
drummin'
Hit
the
Ave
real
early,
niggas
know
that
he
was
thumbing
Vanis
to
Midnite,
we
was
smokin′
fast
when
we
come
and
get
'em
And
he
wanted
me
away
from
this
life
Didn′t
want
me
totin'
pipes
Didn′t
want
me
earnin'
stripes
At
the
end
of
the
night,
I
always
knew
that
you
was
right
But
bro,
I'ma
be
alright,
I
just
want
you
to
be
tight
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1 Letter to Pappy
2 Heard Bout Me
3 Let's All Get Money
4 Can't Take It
5 Count on Me
6 Fa Me
7 Show My Ass
8 Just 2 Of Us
9 All That
10 Take it Easy
11 Fwu
12 No Way Out
13 Dedicated To Pappy
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