If my niggas don't wit' you, I don't fuck wit' you That's just a code in my hood, let these guns hit you Be a man of word, don't ever let 'em play you Stand up for your shit, make these haters pay you Can't nothing a room full of real niggas I got some bad rich bitches, they my real It's like working four jobs not to kill My little niggas love to ride by and spill If y'all fell out over chips that ain't your real nigga If y'all fell out over a chick ain't your real nigga Before I be a house be a field nigga I gotta Arthur chick, call it my trill nigga I met in 92 and we still niggas Rockin Hilfigers before they was like niggas Living me and my niggas go'n eat Before you hate, hit the brakes both feet
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Max with the homies, try to them things Teach them how to make a piece of change, even the change But they neva change, a set of chains with another chain Upgraded to a better chain, that Beretta sing, I playing Shoes on the 'rari to look like hooves by the crib start to look like wolves Money neva change me only the situation 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 Free like slaves but they and crazy We talkin' bout crack or we talkin about Spliffing the blunt up, they pickin the gun up is trippin if it in in the run up Then they the come up, yup bitch And they do the sun up And this is for my niggas and my the fortune and the fame Only that never change is my niggas
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I got the that I need with me Any issues my nigga you to please 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 side lines, I'm past You got me fucked up, talkin and kiss my ass No the ho shit, too in tune with the family I do got the ones that do know They give me the love that a need If its a to stay or a dime sack of weed Word to Dennis, ridin' thick and thin we finished Focused to the pockets replenished, clothes on our kids And keep my niggas from away on a bid wanted all the fly shit when we got big Chasin these hoes up in 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 that's the code Perform so long as I am my keeper He will provide me with a nine if I need or a street The love I for my niggas is another type You gotta real nigga down with you for your whole Love for my The brothers that I never had made my life a lot less sad my
Hey yo, all is how it's supposed to be Hey yo, all This is how 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