Middle of the Trenches Lyrics – Hunckho Bookie
Singer: Hunckho Bookie
Title: Middle of the Trenches
In the middle of the trenches, i can’t leave my house if i ain’t got my pistol with me
Lil kobie dead, on god i wish he was in prison
These streets get colder than a blizzard when the sun goes down
Refuse to be a victim. my sister baby daddy hit her, i almost killed him
They say don’t die up in these streets, your little boy needs you n#gg#
Boy you gonna drown inside these streets, your heart ain’t in it n#gg#
Ma said don’t let me catch out there by the corner store, shе went to sleep and i was right there by thе corner store
He tried to sell me a fake gun that n#gg# know he wrong, bih told me cut them n#gg#s off but i’m still holding on
They locked my dawg back up, they gave him 20
Damn near a quarter and he was hoping for a nickel
Ain’t posed to f#ck with him like that but i still miss the n#gg#
In the middle of the trenches, i can’t leave my house if i ain’t got my pistol with me
Lil kobie dead, on god i wish he was in prison
These streets get colder than a blizzard when the sun goes down
Refuse to be a victim. my sister baby daddy hit her, i almost killed him
Zo say don’t die up in these streets, your little boy needs you n#gg#
Boy you gonna drown inside these streets, your heart ain’t in it n#gg#
Ma said don’t let me catch out there by the corner store, she went to sleep and i was right there by the corner store
Tee tried to sell me a fake gun that n#gg# know he wrong, been told me cut them n#gg#s off but i’m still holding on
They locked my dawg back up again & gave him 20
Damn near a quarter and he was hoping for a nickel
Ain’t posed to f#ck with him like that but i still miss the n#gg# … he tried to f#ck with my bm i should’ve killed the n#gg# …
When the sun goes down
Hard headed kid, my mama told me slow down
They want me dead, 2 choppas when we roll round
Glock in my hand, the police told me show mine
In the middle of the trenches
I can’t leave my house if i ain’t got my pistol with me
Lil kobie dead, on god i wish he was in prison
These streets get colder than a blizzard when the sun goes down
Hard headed as f#ck, the 40 be tucked
Mama told me don’t be spinning but you know that i upped
They slapped a 7 on my life, i was sh#t out of luck
Young n#gg# want to be at home but with the murders i’m stuck … yea jocing
These n#gg#s speaking on my name these n#gg#s talking
Yeah wish i was at home out here flossing
Attitude f#cked put a n#gg# in the coffin
My mama try to pray for me, maybe it worked, maybe it didn’t
I’m still out here stepping with the glizzy
They say they loved me when i left, they ain’t miss me
I’m with that murder phone booming sh#t busy
p#ss# you can get it
In the middle of the trenches, i can’t leave my house if i ain’t got my pistol with me
Lil kobie dead, on god i wish he was in prison
These streets get colder than a blizzard when the sun goes down
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