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I'm talkin bout on, ridin out
in my ma's house
Front you that work
(I front a nigga's work)
You say you want head up
But we don't fair brah
Catch you slippin' from your backside, knock you out
Ace gone stomp you out, then Buddah stomp you out
(Has momma ever see you a busted 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 motherfuckin'
in front a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga
Rob a bank, I'd for my motherfuckin' nigga
Real talk, I don't really fuck with too many
'Cause niggas drop a dime on you like a nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' tickle
Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a
And I never put a ho my bro
beef over no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't your door
you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it rains it pours, it's dry for my niggas
I kill for my motherfuckin'
versa, eyes red from the kush I blew
White person, got my middle finger on the
With my little finger to you
I swear fuck all y'all niggas
my niggas

I that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day 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 spent a dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can me out Chicago with them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil will bring the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't with the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to it to the bitches
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, em screamin "can't get up"
Same nigga the bottom ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins screamin "money a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I blood
And if ain't my homie than I know it ain't love
out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my nigga
'Cause I been in the field life on the with him
And if really good, why I prolly die with em
'Cause when I need the choppers, I just Tock hit em

I said that ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day with my
And I ain't in unless 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 dollars for a verse, nigga
I know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga?
You niggas got no joints
Like a injured Paul, you ain't got no point
I just come through with a bossy bitches
They get too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
bitches, Sergio Rossi, bitches
And if we at the then it's floor seat, bitches!
I ride for my
I'm so rich I cop rides for my bitches
Dollar menu fries apple otha bitches
I a freestyle and get a rise outta bitches
Bitches, my
I need a nigga with some strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches, and my bitches
Need a nigga with some good neck,
My

I said I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day with my
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