If my niggas don't fuck wit' you, I fuck wit' you That's just a code in my hood, let these guns hit you Be a man of your word, don't let 'em play you Stand up for shit, make sure these haters pay you nothing stop a room full of real niggas I got some bad bitches, they my real niggas It's like working four not to kill niggas My little niggas love to by and spill niggas If y'all fell out over some chips that ain't real nigga If y'all fell out over a chick that ain't real nigga I be a house nigga be a field nigga I Port Arthur chick, call it my trill nigga I met Duke in 92 and we niggas Hilfigers before they was like chill niggas Living well me and my niggas eat Before you hate, hit the brakes with both
Hey yo, all This is how it's to be Hey yo, all is how it's supposed to be Hey yo, all is how it's supposed to be Hey yo, all This is how it's to be Hey yo, all
Max the homies, try to teach them things Teach them how to a piece of change, even keep the change But they neva change, bought a set of chains with another Upgraded to a better chain, Beretta sing, I ain't playing Shoes on the start to look like hooves Pigs by the crib start to look wolves Money neva change me only change the The paper I be chasin got them sucka niggas Started the pavement, basement Satan, Couldn't match my claims so compare me to a mason like slaves but they based and crazy We talkin' bout or we talkin about blacks? Spliffing the blunt up, then pickin the gun up is trippin if it in in the run up Then they gettin the come up, yup And do with the sun up And this is for my and my gang the fortune and the fame Only thing that change is my niggas
Hey yo, all This is how it's to be Hey yo, all This is how supposed to be Hey yo, all This is how supposed to be Hey yo, all This is how it's to be Hey yo, all
I got the niggas that I with me Any issues my nigga you know to hit me No no hesitation when it comes to holding fam down, If you creep me the fuck out you probably ain't Now you can hate on the lines, I'm skippin past You got me fucked up, talkin and kiss my ass No sweatin the ho shit, too in tune with the I do got the ones that do Scott They give me the that a nigga need If its a place to stay or a sack of weed Word to Dennis, ridin' thick and until we finished Focused to keep the replenished, clothes on our kids And my niggas from goin away on a bid Only all the fly shit when we got big Chasin these hoes up in they ribs at momma crib Beat niggas up so 'bout it, 'bout it they go blind it We all grown, of our own Providing for 'em niggas, real morals that's the code so long as I am my brother's keeper He provide me with a nine if I need or a street sweeper The love I for my niggas is another type You gotta real nigga down with you for your whole Love for my The brothers I never had made my life a lot less sad my nigga
Hey yo, all is how it's supposed to be Hey yo, all This is how supposed to be Hey yo, all This is how it's to be Hey yo, all This is how it's to be Hey yo, all