God Forgive Us(Explicit) - Master p

God Forgive (Explicit) - The Game/Nipsey Hussle (尼普西·哈斯勒)/Master p
God forgive us for 'cause we do not know what we do
We only do what we see we see
The gift all my real niggas out there
No limit forever man
I told you it ain't over I made these niggas
I'm back to get what's mine
This my life ughh
This my life ni**a
No limit forever
Boss of all bosses
Godfather of this sh*t ni**a
A little skinny ni**a call me underdog
Hangin' with my partners parkin' our expensive car
It's funny how the rock will change a ni**a's life
Went to sleeping on floors to mansions f**kin' overnight
Took grandma to the church had to pay my tithes
A hundred Gs to the preacher should've seen his eyes
My auntie cry every time when she sees me strapped
But these niggas will kill you life is just one trap
Keep my pistol cocked homie I don't f**k with cowards
Took my b**ch out the hood here's a million dollars
Put my trust in God and I love haters
'Cause every time they talk sh*t ni**a I get paper
Watch your enemies you even got to watch your friends
Peter told Jesus he love then he did him in
But called this sh*t last year man this sh*t funny
Real niggas will turn b**ch over a little money
I thank God for my partner my ni**a Joey
'Cause when I was hurtin' he ain't talk
He said kitchen dro' it
Yeah let's make a toast to this real sh*t real sh*t
And all the bullsh*t we had to deal with deal with
Started off with crumbs we had to build bricks build bricks
I pray 20 years later that I'm still rich still rich
Rollin' up swishas to this real sh*t real sh*t
Still prayin' for the patience not to kill sh*t kill sh*t
Started off with crumbs we had to build bricks
Build bricks build bricks build bricks build bricks
It's no limit to this real sh*t
It's the untouchable grew up on the huxtable
So it's nothing for me to kick in the door and f**k with you
Tie you and your b**ch up then hop in the truck with you
You die on your way to the trap the knife stuck in you
This next bar for Rihanna I'm f**kin' you
Gangsta hit it doggystle with Chris Brown bumpin' too
Love b**ches smoke w**d cut pies sold d**e
Drove 'raris parked Masi's crooked on appalachian slopes
Ey yo P they ain't seen a cold ni**a like this B
These are the memoirs of the gold rope
Hollywood never them the white boys I sold coke
Crazy motherf**ker my conscious stream Four Loko
Ice T in them bricks I been f**kin' with Coco
11 years old I had a triple beam before I had a GI Joe
Birds by the boatload that b**ch life in a chokehold
It's hard to trust hoes you see what happened to Ocho
Yeah ain't no limit to this real sh*t
Mastering them Ps since 12 it's time to kill sh*t
Yeah let's make a toast to this real sh*t real sh*t
And all the bullsh*t we had to deal with deal with
Started off with crumbs we had to build bricks build bricks
I pray 20 years later that I'm still rich still rich
Rollin' up swishas to this real sh*t real sh*t
Still prayin' for the patience not to kill sh*t kill sh*t
Started off with crumbs we had to build bricks build bricks
Build bricks build bricks build bricks
It's no limit to this real sh*t
Uh huh
Keep the credits rollin' ni**a
This my movie I'm the director
I told y'all niggas
Y'all have woke up the motherf**kin' sleeping giant