All my live niggas c'mon
What, lets form a nation wide rally y'all
(Yeah yeah)
With nothing but the best y'all
Yeah, to all my niggas and my bitches get money
And how it's hard to figure out my next step nigga
(Yeah yeah)
See we was broke, now we flossing instead
(All night)
Will only leave a legacy for me to pass down
To my east niggas West Coast and dirty south we make ya
All my bitches
Hope you niggas know to put on your vest
If ya running with me
You know we hang out in the streets y'all
(Yeah nigga entrap y'all)
Or get a hole in your chest
(All night)
And put a bounce up in your breast y'all
(Yeah yeah)
The way I mash down
(All night)
Might leave you tired of bed, shit ain't over till' the party is dead
(All night)
(Wave your hands up high)
If ya running with me
More fire for ya fresh off the press shit blazing to death
Come on, to all my niggas and my bitches get money
(All night)
The beats felt like a fire want the heat melt
(All night)
To all my niggas and my bitches get money
(Strap y'all )
Fuck it, now I know you know my rep nigga
With nough shit just like the lox and the dread
(Wave your hands up high)
(Yeah yeah)
(Wave your hands up high)
That's the hap's that make niggas take forever naps y'all
Yeah, to my east niggas West Coast and dirty south we make ya
C'mon light L's and drink some liquor it make ya wild out
A yo I can't see y'all
And let me give y'all niggas just what you want
Now all my live motherfuckers boggart or bring it straight to the front
Yes yes y'all, I be the God up in the flesh y'all, bless y'all
(Wave your hands up high)
(Wave your hands up high)
If ya running with me
C'mon light L's and drink some liquor it make ya wild out
Your patent leather stack cheddar nigga now or never
Another banging niggas
(Wave your hands up high)
All my soldiers
With all the blood that we bled
Yes y'all we about to taste the success y'all
(Wave your hands up high)
C'mon light L's and drink some liquor it make ya wild out
Yeah to all my niggas and my bitches get money
Better, whatever nigga feel this hot Biretta
Flip mode we be the chosen few
I keep the burner, what you think I'm turning mine in what the fuck?
Finesse shit and leave the spot up in a mess y'all
Take you a guess
All my playas
A yo I can't see y'all
Don't speak unless you're spoken to get broke in two
Put y'all in a mailbox and leave open the flap y'all
Bitches, you know the street shit caress y'all, sex y'all
Put it down and always preppin' for my family y'all
To my east niggas West Coast and dirty south we make ya
I know some niggas that'll clap y'all and strap y'all
You know we hang out in the streets y'all
(Wave your hands up high)
And all my niggas running around getting pussy
Just wave your hands up high
A yo I can't see y'all
If ya running with me
(Yeah yeah)
And quiz niggas like a fuckin' drug test y'all
All my niggas
(Yeah yeah)
(Yeah yeah)
The shit I drop will never leave you mislead
(Yeah yeah)
To my east niggas West Coast and dirty south we make ya
The grand finale y'all
All my honeys
So step nigga, nigga sit your ass down
(All night)
(All night)
Bitches lust talking under they breath
Another banging niggas
(All night)
(Who in this motherfucker)
You know we hang out in the streets y'all
Busta rhymes
And check y'all and let the livest niggas step in
Yeah all my live bitches let me see you
(All night)
Another banging niggas
All up inside of your seat belts
You know we hang out in the streets y'all
Yeah light L's and drink some liquor it make ya wild out
Of gutter niggas that will piss up in the alley y'all
A yo I can't see y'all
Up to a post and back slap y'all
'Cause when we come you know we hit you with that shit for the head
All my thugs
Me and my niggas we be breaking this bread
Another banging niggas
(All night)
