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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeaaah Yeaaah
This for my niggas, Yeah
This for my niggas right here man
This for my niggas right here man
I keep it short wit yall niggas
Cuz I don't really f*ck wit none of yall niggas
And I ain't got a problem wit none of yall niggas
But I'm ready to die when it come to my niggas
I keep it short wit yall niggas
Cuz I don't really f*ck wit none of yall niggas
And I ain't got a problem wit none of yall niggas
But I'm ready to die when it come to my niggas
Niggas wan be bro, Niggas wan be friends now
Back when I was strugglin' I couldn't get a handout
Upgraded my life and now they walk up with they hands out
Cuz I got them bands now, so heavy they pull my pants down
I do what want cuz I'm poppin' like that
Why they copy like they that, told you I be right back
Prayin on my fall knowin Ima bounce back
Smilin in my face knowin I don't like that Noo
Yeaah, we gotta go get it
On the road to the riches
Grinding hard for a minute
We're going to get it all my niggas
I never gotta doubt them
Never changed for no dollars
Can't be my homie, I can't your mom my mamma, Yeah
Be a star like Dallas, make it Big like Wallace
Anything my homie needs I hope they know I got em, Yeah
And that's the realist, hope my homies just feel this
It's not a sprint but a marathon, but all my niggas going to finish
Yeah
I keep it short wit yall niggas
Cuz I don't really f*ck wit none of yall niggas
And I ain't got a problem wit none of yall niggas
But I'm ready to die when it come to my niggas
I keep it short wit yall niggas
Cuz I don't really f*ck wit none of yall niggas
And I ain't got a problem wit none of yall niggas
But I'm ready to die when it come to my niggas
Miss me, with all this hating going on
Yea I'm with THE CReW we bout to make it
It's happening
Let em hate, we dropping bombs like the Taliban
We tighter than the WuTang, that's the Method Man
Man I love my city, but it's nothing out here
I told my mamma and my girl, we gettin the hell outta here
Homie told me he's a fan, but at the show wasn't there
And I'll remember that shit, when we on tour next year
Yeaa Yeaa Yeaa
Most you niggas fraud and I ain't into that
Always screamin bout how you the realest cat
They catch you lackin pop ya top, now that's a Snapple fact
It be the realest shit I wrote and that's word to my dad
A lot of niggas call you bro, just to stab ya back
Or steal from you and claim "Bro I would never do that"
That be the shit to smack a nigga Nipsey Hussle facts
But see my niggas ten toes I ain't worried bout that
I keep it short wit yall niggas
Cuz I don't really f*ck wit none of yall niggas
And I ain't got a problem wit none of yall niggas
But I'm ready to die when it come to my niggas
I keep it short wit yall niggas
Cuz I don't really f*ck wit none of yall niggas
And I ain't got a problem wit none of yall niggas
But I'm ready to die when it come to my niggas
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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeaaah Yeaaah
This for my niggas, Yeah
This for my niggas right here man
This for my niggas right here man
I keep it short wit yall niggas
Cuz I don't really f*ck wit none of yall niggas
And I ain't got a problem wit none of yall niggas
But I'm ready to die when it come to my niggas
I keep it short wit yall niggas
Cuz I don't really f*ck wit none of yall niggas
And I ain't got a problem wit none of yall niggas
But I'm ready to die when it come to my niggas
Niggas wan be bro, Niggas wan be friends now
Back when I was strugglin' I couldn't get a handout
Upgraded my life and now they walk up with they hands out
Cuz I got them bands now, so heavy they pull my pants down
I do what want cuz I'm poppin' like that
Why they copy like they that, told you I be right back
Prayin on my fall knowin Ima bounce back
Smilin in my face knowin I don't like that Noo
Yeaah, we gotta go get it
On the road to the riches
Grinding hard for a minute
We're going to get it all my niggas
I never gotta doubt them
Never changed for no dollars
Can't be my homie, I can't your mom my mamma, Yeah
Be a star like Dallas, make it Big like Wallace
Anything my homie needs I hope they know I got em, Yeah
And that's the realist, hope my homies just feel this
It's not a sprint but a marathon, but all my niggas going to finish
Yeah
I keep it short wit yall niggas
Cuz I don't really f*ck wit none of yall niggas
And I ain't got a problem wit none of yall niggas
But I'm ready to die when it come to my niggas
I keep it short wit yall niggas
Cuz I don't really f*ck wit none of yall niggas
And I ain't got a problem wit none of yall niggas
But I'm ready to die when it come to my niggas
Miss me, with all this hating going on
Yea I'm with THE CReW we bout to make it
It's happening
Let em hate, we dropping bombs like the Taliban
We tighter than the WuTang, that's the Method Man
Man I love my city, but it's nothing out here
I told my mamma and my girl, we gettin the hell outta here
Homie told me he's a fan, but at the show wasn't there
And I'll remember that shit, when we on tour next year
Yeaa Yeaa Yeaa
Most you niggas fraud and I ain't into that
Always screamin bout how you the realest cat
They catch you lackin pop ya top, now that's a Snapple fact
It be the realest shit I wrote and that's word to my dad
A lot of niggas call you bro, just to stab ya back
Or steal from you and claim "Bro I would never do that"
That be the shit to smack a nigga Nipsey Hussle facts
But see my niggas ten toes I ain't worried bout that
I keep it short wit yall niggas
Cuz I don't really f*ck wit none of yall niggas
And I ain't got a problem wit none of yall niggas
But I'm ready to die when it come to my niggas
I keep it short wit yall niggas
Cuz I don't really f*ck wit none of yall niggas
And I ain't got a problem wit none of yall niggas
But I'm ready to die when it come to my niggas
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Writer: Arshon Howard, Darnell Cephas, Ivan Shockley III, Jaleel Shockley
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