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Gotta Eat Lyrics

"Gotta Eat" was written by Courtney Travis;tramar Dillard; Writer(s) Unknown.
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Dammit, I'm proud to buy my own bag of weed
Found me a hood that'll help plant my seed
I got bail money they fuck with me

'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat

I know where I come from, niggas gotta grow
Penny bitchin' for paper till you poppin' big bucks
Give it a blow they cock it ain't no tellin' with them thugs
Dealers straight out the projects only felon that'll bust

Some shit you don't discuss, snitches they get them stubs
Dammit, I'm proud to buy my own bag to fill my dutch
Planted my own seed now a month without bud
Granted I got the fee and we don't pump the same blood

You need that new Mercedes, home of that color gravy
How the hell you gonna pay me? I made a deal to 380
Tell me I'm actin' shady, I try to ignore the lazy
Set my brains on the deli if mine arrest me, I'm ready

Dammit, I'm proud to buy my own bag of weed
Found me a hood that'll help plant my seed
I got bail money they fuck with me

'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat

Chow I had that dinner platter meals on deck
Cash comin' that currency to earn that respect
Money machines measurin', makin' sure you collect
Rollin' that dice game you better be stompin' best

Keep it movin' like chess, look for ya new address
Proof of ghetto for sex that make the culprits go wreck
Hope the fay of the fruits of ya label mama impress
Don't know whoever knew you could point at you through the stress

That drama on the block, all them run-ins with cops
Couldn't afford shoes, was happy two pair of socks
Steady payin' ya dues that landed you in the box
Other niggas confused you asked them to borrow crop

Dammit, I'm proud to buy my own bag of weed
Found me a hood that'll help plant my seed
I got bail money they fuck with me

'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat

Cryin' everyday, big breaks on they grain
Preparedly marinate a million strong keep the change
Challenge that generate, we gotta tone it with a crain
Hustlas for that bank, be aware that we untamed

Duckets we deranged, muscle the day I change
Melica off in that hood come get you that's point blank
Hit you, it's all good, hit this before a game
Women tell us he's never survivin' that chedar lane

You see we want it all, yeah, we breakin' the law
Buy it sell, it cook, if that's a merry thang if it's raw
Anyway you put it, tell the folks we breakin' the law
Sing it so I took it and if you tell a nigga that's all

Dammit, I'm proud to buy my own bag of weed
Found me a hood that'll help plant my seed
I got bail money they fuck with me

'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat
'Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat

Songwriters
Courtney Travis;Tramar Dillard; Writer(s) Unknown

Published by
EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.;JUVE JUICE PUBLISHING;HOLD THAT MUSIC

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