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GrandeMarshall
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2-3 Shidd
Young nigga all in my veins
Old nigga all in my mind
Street nigga all in the game
Hold up track, my niggas wylin
My niggas rushing to function
We ain't with that fuck shit
Niggas step to me wrong
You's a bird, let's see if you duck shit
Lil homie he bout that
Work on the og behave
From a pound of haze to a 40 set
Stacking paper I'm clocking mad
Them bitches still bitching
Them snitches still snitching
Trigger finger itching, itching, hold here
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What's the mission?
If they taking over, we take it down
Build it up, we break it down
I'm 30 deep at your door step
Got 20 niggas still coming round
I got fed time in my pocket
I got county time in my socks nigga
One time on my dick and I got no time for these fuck niggas
But just hit the bricks inhale that dosia in my lungs nigga
4 hunned for that pound
About 2 hunned for that zip nigga
Could have chop that trees but I moved that water
Served that order, cha, cha, cha served your daughter
[Hook]
All my niggas ride
What you thought this was a game nigga
Insane, these youngings they ain't playing with ya
All my niggas ride
Sang my plans and show my ass
What you saying nigga
Pulling up nigga, bang nigga
What you thought this was a game nigga
Insane, these youngings they ain't playing with ya
Super face and show my thangs but you saying nigga
bang nigga
i hate them nappy headed niggas who get harrassed by the feds
Bang with trigger happy figures
A couple of fades, a couple of dreads
My niggas is east and west certified
My murder ties is under raps
Reporting live from that murder cap
Calm game, that drama black
Word of that, you heard of that
That curbing's rap we working at
My niggas since like middle school
Done put me on to all of that
That flipping cell, that liquid shell
That eyeball work don't need a scale
Get your money, fuck a hoe
Keep your eyes open and your mouth closed
Niggas know, bitches heard
Local cops pressing on my nerves
House smelling like oh word
What you call that, oh word?
Nah nigga that's that yap yap
That yay mean, that yerly derl
That pussy in my lap, she always call
She's not even my girl
She just wanna get smoked up
Bitch you know I taught you better
Roll up a twig, give her a cig
Write that joint a love letter
I'm pimp tight, been slight
Kisses on that clit'll make your bitch bite
Eyes wide, visions of a star
She seeing dollar signs
All good, no champs in my bro hand
I be coming down, gripping grain,
Fifteen all smooth
Rang, rang my cellphone
Could be my lady, could be some hoes
And the thang changes like game fame
except how many I plan to ball
Niggas like you doing the thang
Come on dog, it's what I been up on
My mind on money, eyes on honeys
I ain't got no time to watch the throne
[Hook]
All my niggas ride
What you thought this was a game nigga
Insane, these youngings they ain't playing with ya
All my niggas ride
Sang my plans and show my ass
What you saying nigga
Pulling up nigga, bang nigga
What you thought this was a game nigga
Insane, these youngings they ain't playing with ya
Super face and show my thangs but you saying nigga.
bang nigga
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