Yeah, this one is for my niggas that's locked up. I know you don't get a lot of letters from me, we don't talk on the phone. So hopefully I can do this shit for you and it'll last longer than any letter or phone call. I love y'all niggas man, I never forget about y'all. Yah man just be busy, so shit'll be right when y'all get out. For sho.
Dear Cash, what's goin' on my nigga?
seem like it's been so long my nigga
I ain't even get a chance to say so long my nigga
when I heard you was gone I was out pourin' my nigga
go head' and knock yah time out I know it's borin' my nigga
consider this a letter in the form of a song my nigga
everything cool in the city, nigga we foolin' it's pretty
me and my cuz like Biggie and Diddy
out here spendin' that dough
tryin' to get my label to it's plateau
in fact bro
you know how that go
i'm lovin' this approach
half of these niggas out here they waitin' on a bag, and the others just broke
it's hard not to stand out when we the only ones spendin'
gettin' a whole bunch of attention from a whole bunch of women
you said they'd be back on my nuts, I listen to you bro
and I ain't gotta tell you I love you my nigga you know
gotta find me any angel
just remember the hook,just remember the hook,just remember the hook
my nigga
fly away
just remember the hook,if it don't even change the way that you feel
gotta find me an angel
just remember the hook,just remember the hook
and I'ma' get cho' ass through that bid my nigga
ewww, and set me free
just remember the hook,just remember the hook my nigga
gotta find me an...
(Royce clears his throat)
Dear Ivan, what up cuzo?
I heard you got all diesel and shit what's crackin'
you only was supposed to do a couple a years what happened
nigga you must be in there scrappin', you a wild boy
listen, my nigga get through yer bid
if you don't do it for you do it for yer kids
do it for the fact that they think that since you black and young and got a temper that you'll probly be back
to them you just a number my nigga
you way too smart for this shit, and we ain't gettin' no younger my nigga
you know what the parole board gon' say
and when they do we comin' to get chu' to go and get cha' wardrobe straight
and then, we takin' you to get fucked, (sup?) fucked up
nigga you rollin' with us
other than yah brother nobody gon' cover you quite the way I do
cuz you my mothafuckin' cousin I love you (fo' life)
(Royce clears his throat)
Dear Murray, (huh) what's goin' on cousin?
awe man you wild, yo my phone was buzzin'
I heard what you did but fuck it
it hurts me just knowin' that they caught you
and talkin' about it is certainly annoyin'
so how you doin' family, I heard you was flowin'
and all you do is work out, write verses to songs
if you ain't puttin' me on...
and you really serious, when you get out I'ma be puttin' u on u know
see if you wanna stunt
I could visit you wearin' a shirt that say "free you" on the front
them niggaz would be like "this nigga had Royce 5'9 boopty-woop blahzy-splee" you know how they talk
niggaz be braggin' about chu'
in fact, I was at the club the other day bitches was askin about chu
other than yah mother nobody can cover you quite the way I do
cuz you my mothafuckin' cousin I love you (fo' life)
I got a call the other day
and when I got there...
I got a call the other day
and when I got there...
I got a call the other day