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romance 3 min read 723 views May 4, 2016

N!ggaz I Had

When I sit back & think about certain things, that make me feel bad....it makes me reflect on all tha type of s tht I've had....... I had a broke n!gga, but he cooked & he cleaned, & he ran my bubble baths, & even rolled my weed, ya see.....tha money aint tha only thing that really matters to me..... I had a beast n!gga, who dared a mf to look at me too long, he thought he was tha only n!gga from tha hood tht was strong....I felt safe like "Ha ha, my N!gga can beat ur n!gga a**", until he started f*?kin around on me n started treatin me like trash.... & then I had a drunk n!gga who stayed out all times of night, & then he used to come home & wake me up just to fight! " Quit pretendin like u sleep girl, & come gimme summa tht monkey!" Talkin all loud in my face wit his breath smellin funky....cigarettes & vomited beer covered lips & tongue forced into my mouth....panties ripped off, hands around my neck.....eyes squeezed shut droppin tears like "damn! I really regret.........this" & made a silent wish for tha drunk n!gga madness to end....& then I went to sleep for it to start all tha way back over again... I had a dope n!gga, who kept every drug u can dream....he tried to control me just to try to keep me on his team, he sprinkled me with money even though he coulda made it rain, & he was petty as a mf, it was such a f*?kin shame! & I had a Country n!gga, stayed on tha block wit his glock, dope boy money Chevy sittin high off tha ground....he used to pick me up & let me drive us in his car all around town...he used to spoil me & never told me NO....nope smh not AT ALL !, & he picked up his phone for me every time I called....& just when our hearts began to Fall, & reach......a pu**y n!gga shot him up in his chest at tha beach....tried to take his car tha same one I used to whip, & pistol jammed up on him after he reached for tha clip..... Rest In peace Von! Tru Story...I wouldn't lie......me & that man coulda been married if he didn't have to die.... & then onto *** n!gga, snitch n!gga, n!gga....into a trill n!gga! No lie he a REAL N!GGA shiiid matter fact he's a REAL MAN, but I'm still all f*?ked up from tha other type of n!ggas that I had........I'm like a sponge tht absorbed all tha dirty habits, even tho I escaped tha grasp of sum savage a** n!ggas, how in tha f*?k do u figure, that I'm gonna be spot free and clean overnight? Just be patient & pray with me, that everything's gon be alright! Kuz in closing, I wanna sit back & think of all tha things that make me feel GOOD not BAD....like thinkin of YOU & not all tha type of n!ggas that I've had!

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social seer

Well done and full of lyrical energy and disturbing truths. . .

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RonnieL

Deep...Your a Queen. If they ain't bringing nothing to the table LEAVE! Stay strong.

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Kingqadardwon'

Now this is powerful! Know your worth..

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love_supreme

Excellent write

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