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