draculaszn - all y'all (Mrs. Officer remix) Lyrics

Money talkin' like that my baby Seein' these brand new faces
Say shootouts in different places Shottas talk overrated
Then money come different phrases Yeah, yeah, I heard these niggas want some
Smoke with them babies Bullet-exiters don't come in contact with

The others My homie died from that fire for a fact
Man, I love a weekend, I throw no white flag I made that choice, so I'm thangin
Don't give a f*ck, cause when it's up I drop that bag for the bus
These niggas puss out, yo, Jiri glistenin' Man, that shit won't blind a nigga when he shoot

I ain't missin', yeah And all that shit they rap about, I ain't feelin
I learned how to read a nigga, send him penitentiary, yeah
Postin' them trenches on the most dangerous block in the rift
Up on a nigga with that Glock that I just bought out the egg

Our pros is talkin' all the time, we shoot him dead in his face
We out that time, I came with wine, I did some monster in that cave
Too many guns, they countin' nine, the police came to the raid
They took ten thousand of the money, my big brother insane

Never got caught for sellin' drugs, but violate 30 days
When Ben got caught, I ain't say a thang, I had to give him a raise
We the, we the, we the, we the, we the, we the, we the, we the, we the, we killin' all y'all
We the, we the, we the, we the, we the, we the, we the, we the, we killin' all y'all