Lyrics:
flaggin
I don't fuck with none of them niggaz
Cause them niggaz there be cappin
All is fuck with is My Niggaz
Cause All My Niggaz bout' action
All My Niggas
or shut up, or get routed!
I'm from the streets and I hang with killers
I make music by the ghetto for the thugs and killers
Wodie respect my hood,
my fuckin shelf
I stay with my gun, i roll with my gun
I never lose my gun, but yo i'm on the run now
Niggaz Don't Want It Over Here, Niggaz
about
Where we be hidin' out better turn up your jets
Headed right there yet, better build up your rep
'Cause my niggaz cash checks from Hollis
Hey yo, this is where I see me in this game
Benz Coupe, Maserati, plus I got your bitch all in the Range
And y'all niggaz ain't gon' do shit, soon
[Talking: Yo Gotti]
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...Survivor
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...I'm a young nigga, money and power
I'm a North Memphis
by, 'cause nigga chokin' like I mad fly
I'm still takin' niggaz out
With the shit that's droppin' out my mouth
'Cause, I'm still the same nigga
there?)
Yo, hey yo
[Chorus 2X: Sheek and Redman]
Get up, stand up - throw your hands up
All my thug niggaz throw your motherfuckin hands up
Get up, stand
and don't kill me"
Nigga don't want to fuck, yo' filthy ass
Just give me the cash and we good
All I wanna do is rob you on my way to the hood
All my niggaz
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know
fool somebody
Oven by my stomach just in case i gotta move somebody
I just server his sister a trey-5 and he aint cool about it
But thats on his body cuz
a ride
Cause niggaz down south, niggaz ain't playin
Niggaz talk shit, muthafuckas be layin
Down on the ground, just like 8-ball,
Hit you wit yo nuts
burners the ones that's bringing flames up
I be in the north cuzz
Chillin' with my squad cuzz
Laughing at these weak ass niggaz swearin' that he hard cuzz
got with Gotti started makin' classics
It?s murder, it?s the courses of traffic
Trust was my only niggaz force of habit
At the time in the game
time is near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By
a ride
Cause niggaz down south, niggaz ain't playin
Niggaz talk shit, muthafuckas be layin
Down on the ground, just like 8-ball,
Hit you wit yo nuts
one for my man, so ill shits match
Runnin' around all crazy twistin' hunnies back
And breakin' niggaz that come to gamble with small stacks
Really
the ghost of Biggie
My mind state
Like the crime rate
I think I'm John Gotti
Hit niggaz in the head, with that all red Ferrari
Like the black Liberace
the ghost of Biggie
My mind state
Like the crime rate
I think I'm John Gotti
Hit niggaz in the head, with that all red Ferrari
Like the black Liberace
one for my man, so ill shits match
Runnin' around all crazy twistin' hunnies back
And breakin' niggaz that come to gamble with small stacks
Really
when his dough is low
Baby girl, if this is so, yo
Can I get a fuck you
To these bitches from all of my niggaz
Who don't love hoes, they get no
Burnin' up shits you
And fuck it I won't miss you
A lethal weapon my profession
500 G's
500 G's that put inches n yo life
Surrounded by 500 please
wit a nigga that compromise yo? hood
Yo? doin' shit you know it cool until the good
Got kids movin' work, hustlin' by the school
Using youngsters,
keys I cooked up
Now all my niggaz, makin' major figgaz.
Mobb shit, the type of shit you out committin' a lick
Pistol whip them nigga to death
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