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By The Police letra


Help me up
You see me on the ground, then help me up
You see your nigga down, help him up
You see your bitch down, help 'em up
Help me up, help me up
Help me up, help me up
You see me down, nigga, better help me up
I'm torn down, man, you better help me up, yeah
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

Gettin' woke up by the police (every day)
Every single damn mornin' (ooh)
I put my left wrist on gold like a trophy
I'm drippin', don't forget
I can tell you what to go get (let's go)

Probably could've been an athlete
But a nigga didn't get a chance (get a fair chance)
Instead, I had got on my grizzy
Then I came home with all kinds of bands (all colors)
Niggas wish they had this pretty bitch of mine
But you too late, my mans (t'hah)
Niggas tried to antagonize a nigga spirit
But I turned to a king again (king, let's go)
How the fuck you niggas ride on the opps (opp)
Then turn around and tell it to the cops? (Pff)
Pipe it up, we got the millions, we too hot (we too hot)
I nicknamed the bitch oven, she was hot (woo, woo)
Thinking 'bout my dead brother get me hot (get me hot)
Growing up, he taught me how to treat a thot (bitch)
Taught me how the bitches leave when you rot (bitch)
Told me get out the trenches, I'm too pop for 'em (let's go)

Gettin' woke up by the police (every day, every day)
Every single damn mornin' (ooh)
I put my left wrist on gold like a trophy (on my wrist)
I'm drippin', don't forget
I can tell you what to go get (let's go)

Let's talk about the block, all I got's the block (and what?)
Servin' Alka-Seltzer Plus like it's rocks (facts)
Way too lil' to understand when they say it's slowin' up the trap (huh)
Young niggas taking risks, I adapt (let's go)
Walked into a junkie, where my money? You owe me
Young broke nigga, get my money, you owe me (where my money?)
Don't let the homies see you rockin' in them Rollies (or what?)
Or they gon' take it off you (let's go)
I been on the block with the same old rocks (been on the block)
Guess somebody got laid off (oh)
Don't pick at no corn 'til they can't grow scrap
Christmas trees, jingle bells down south (oh)
I just wanna turn the road
Life is just some dice with every point one time (oh)
Machine gun ride, man, you sure you wanna come?
She suck it through the pocket, then I put it on her tongue (ah)
I told 'em I was biased, and I'm never sipping rum (hey)
A hard time swallowing? I thought that it was yum (a hard time)
I took it out her stomach, then I put it in her butt (her stomach)
I took it out her mama, then I put it in her aunt (her mama)
I bought the bitch some water, then she took the shit to Flint (some water)
I told her: This beginning never ever ever end
I told her that she been my emphasis ever since
I told her: I will never ever rent pink slips (yeah, let's go)

Gettin' woke up by the police (every day, every day)
Every single damn mornin' (ooh)
I put my left wrist on gold like a trophy (on my wrist)
I'm drippin', don't forget
I can tell you what to go get

Help me up, help me up
You see me on the ground, then help me up
You see your nigga down, help him up
You see your bitch down, help 'em up
Help me up, help me up
Help me up, help me up
You see me down, nigga, better help me up
I'm torn down, baby, better help me up, yeah

Gettin' woke up by the police (every day, every day)
Every single damn mornin' (ooh)
I put my left wrist on gold like a trophy (on my wrist)
I'm drippin', don't forget, I can tell you what to go get

Young Thug - Letras

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