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I Ain't Mad at Cha - Troy Ave



     
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Real nigga die, fake nigga went to jail
Aint no balance I need murder on that scale
I Wanna say more but the people on my trial
I gotta be cautious while Im prepping for this trialI sat for two months they wouldn't give ur boy a bail
I sat for two months they couldn't get your boy to tell
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As the stream of gangster rappers crossover from the 90s into the new century, many are left to ponder, when are we going to be blessed with something new? The new day is dawning and just over the horizon a new force is begining to shine. Underground Hip Hop sensation Troy Ave born in Brownsville Brooklyn and raised in Crown heights during the Crown Heights riots, Realized at a young age the turmoil of a broken environment.

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