John Scino - Mama Tears lyrics

[Hook] The dope game hard, the rap game easy Industry n***as so motherf**ing sleazy In the streets n***as gon try you if it's easy Leave you like a b**h on a period bleeding Real respect real almost in any case When the fake get involved it turn to a murder case [Verse 1] Behind every d**h, it's a s**er in the mix s**er n***as get a real n***a in some deep sh** For instance Glenn, did business with Ben Glenn told him get a chick I gotta check for ten Would hit shorty with two, if she clear in a week Then it's eight bands left we split four grand a piece Long story long Glenn jerked him instead f**ed the b**h and count up and withdrew all of the bread Ben caught him slipping put the slammy to his head Took his j**els, took it to the pawn, sh** was just lead Faker than the three dollar bill, he wish he k**ed Glenn sped back to his block right up the hill Told the OG bu*ter from the hood what happened But he left out the part, 'bout him snaking and ratting Said I was just chilling on Rutland, 'bout to kick it with a b**h Then this hating n***a Ben, ran up on me with some sh** I told the n***a if he gon pull it, then he better k** me! bu*ter said what happened? n***a took all your j**elry? Nah I ain't wear it today, I kept it light That n***a can't shoot anyway, so I'm aight But he f**ed up now, cause I know where he be Matter fact big homey, won't you ride with me? Now bu*ter in the car, he don't play that sh** And he fitting to put a hole in a n***a With his four fifth eight shot head trigger There he go right there, pull up a lil' nearer Imma get out, meet me on the corner, stay on the right Glenn said cool big homey, I got you aight Ben ain't even seen it coming he caught that body with ease When Glenn saw some people coming he thought it was the D's But it wasn't, and he drove off bu*ter hit the corner lookin like is this boy lost? Now it's sirens, gun in hand looking violent He fit the description, police just got the firing, now he gone And the moral of the story is, f**ing with s**ers could get your mother tears And the moral of the story is, when you f** with them s**ers it get your mother tears This is my song, you can't defend wrong You can't defend wrong, Maybe you'll listen if I put it in a song, song, song, song Maybe you'll listen if I put it in a song, song, song, song, you can't defend wrong [Hook] The dope game hard, the rap game easy Industry n***as so motherf**ing sleazy In the streets n***as gon try you if it's easy Leave you like a b**h on a period bleeding Real respect real almost in any case When the fake get involved it turn to a murder case