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I'm talkin puttin on, ridin out
in my ma's house
Front you with that
(I done front a work)
You say you want head up
But we don't fight fair
Catch you slippin' your backside, then knock you out
Ace gone stomp you out, then Buddah stomp you out
(Has momma ever see you with a eye and busted mouth)
Nine milli out, 4 Fizzy pokin' out
Death Row days show you what West Coast about

I'd die for my nigga
Jump in front a bullet for my nigga
On the stand I'd lie for my nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin'
Real talk, I don't really with too many niggas
'Cause drop a dime on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the money tickle
Drivin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I put a ho before my bro
beef over no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't your door
Hope you ride for my niggas
it rains it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I kill for my niggas
Vice versa, red from the kush I blew
White person, got my middle on the trigger
With my little finger to you
I swear it's fuck all niggas
Except my

I said I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
I've been grindin all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my (My muthafucking niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I done a million dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out Chicago them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk bring the trigger
And we on that lean, we ain't fuckin with the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to give it to the
She can like it on my
'Cause she see the way I ball, how my and that be lit up
Catch you at the red light, have em "can't get up"
Same nigga from the bottom a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins screamin "money a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, like I claim blood
And if homie ain't my homie I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG my nigga
'Cause I been in the field life on the line him
And if it's really good, why I die with em
'Cause when I the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin'
Most likely die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day my niggas
And I ain't goin' in I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I just got 250 thousand for a verse, nigga
I don't know, is it me or it's thirst, nigga?
You ain't got no joints
Like a injured Paul, you ain't got no point
I come through with a couple bossy bitches
get money too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi,
And if we at the game it's floor seat, bitches!
I ride for my
I'm so fuckin' I cop rides for my bitches
Dollar fries apple pies otha bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta
Bitches, my
I need a nigga with different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches, and my bitches
Need a with some good neck, ostriches
My

I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin'
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
I've grindin outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my