Lyrics:
Niggaz mad cause I'm all in my bag niggaz mad cause I'm all in my bag
Niggaz mad cause I'm all in my niggaz mad cause I'm all in my
Niggaz mad cause
killers T-R-U 'cross my stomach
Yo' neighborhood thug nigga, tryin to make it
Out this fucked up environment
Where niggaz die tryin to make a dollar outta
y'all niggaz ready for this Silkk the Shocker shit?
(Y'all niggaz out there bangin) Switch! (claimin red and blue)
y'all niggaz bout it? Nigga be
niggaz to die
We don't just rap - everything we say is for real
Time to let the gauge discharge, and murder that kill
Nigga fuck that! I ain't bout to let
ahh-ahh
Ahh..
What niggaz? We on now, bring in the song now
Brand new for niggaz like a baby was born now
A lot of corny niggaz why'all been yappin
Uh uh uh. Still ain't ready yet.
Uh uh uh. Niggaz still ain't ready yet.
Uh uh uh.
I hits the corner on three Daytonaz
Wit a bad ass bitch
Verse 1: Noreaga
Yo I got coke for y'all niggaz, dope for y'all niggaz
Hoes for y'all niggaz, shows for y'all niggaz
My StarTec niggaz, Motorola
[Da Franchise]
Uh, {chuckles}
Ey yo Chris Man, what you think these niggaz was thinking man?
Fuck why'all niggaz thinking, man? Ain't no
Real niggaz, yeah, yeah, yeah
Real niggaz, yeah, real niggaz, yeah, real niggaz, yeah, yeah
Louder
Yeah, now, now is you motherfuckers ready for
Real niggaz, yeah, yeah, yeah
Real niggaz, yeah, real niggaz, yeah, real niggaz, yeah, yeah
Louder
Yeah, now, now is you motherfuckers ready for
and bubble gum
Junkies hatin' on my stacks, sayin' I'm nuttin but a young
Buck, niggaz say, "What?" Then he see me raise up
Just wanna see the little boy
[Chorus]
Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the nine and
Well fake niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you
Gutta (Gutta)
Dedicated Nigga (Dedicated muthafucka)
Ambition (Fuck you other niggaz you hear me)
I ride for my niggaz (I ride for my niggaz)
(If you
All my niggaz high we be puffin on that loud
All all all my niggaz high we be puffin on that loud
All my niggaz high we be puffin on that loud
All
[M.C. Ren]
Well it be the real niggaz back
With that hard street shit
Bitch niggaz be pissin a fit
But I say fuck 'em, when I buck 'em
Its that nigga
can't knock it
Half the profit get flown out Vegas
Me and my niggaz try an' break tables
Stack chips like Connect Four
While you prick's try and whip
How You Want it? Whaty What
We can get down, niggaz talkin' shit now
Why y'all done put why y'all shit down
Peep that shit why y'all spit now
a dutch bruh)
[Chorus]
Where I'm from niggaz down to ride or die
Niggaz don't get high off ya own supply
Where I'm from niggaz pack glocks and guns
Uh uh uh. Still ain't ready yet.
Uh uh uh. Niggaz still ain't ready yet.
Uh uh uh.
I hits the corner on three Daytonaz
Wit a bad ass bitch
FLaMEz Gang
Laugh now Pay Later
Young God
Bitch niggaz don't like me
But I bet they won't fight me
I got killaz
Real drug dealers
True thug niggaz
Niggaz got options, Niggaz got options
Niggaz got options, Niggaz got options
Niggaz got options, Niggaz got options
Niggaz got options, Niggaz got
niggaz in my life
Only real niggaz in my life
Only real niggaz in my life
Only real niggaz in my life
Talk about life
Fuck with my nigga I'm taking your
Got a white bitch, sniff a lot of coke make a nigga choke if he get to yappin
Flexin hard y'all niggaz see this shit, real nigga need a city bitch
Gang bangin' ain't go' never die, as long
As niggaz ain't got nothing we go' be thuggin' forever high
Ain't no more drive by's, niggaz chase you down
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