Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Pussy fat she got them racks
And let my partna use her wheels
And now my niggas up
And all my niggas still buck
Took a couple pounds
Go break them down
For all my youngins in the 'jects
Though I been had respect
Still will go head first about a check
Perky got me geeked
And all my bitch wanna do
Is spread them cheeks
Them chucks still on my feet
Over East you sleep, you tryna creep
How the f*ck he got the Crips?
How the f*ck he got the G's?
And he throw B's?
Nephew just popped a book
F*ckin' on your ho and he a beast
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
One at the Flame
One at the Cave
One up in Magic, doing her thang
My phone gone rang if its some street
Up in that bitch, I don't f*ck wit lames
Squeakin' reasons niggas heating
Ain't too peaceful playin' the game
What I be doing don't get that shit confused
To have me bust your brain
Thuggin' all outside in public bussin'
Nothing what I come from
100 rounds on that drum
Bitch its nothin' I go dumb dumb
F*ck all that playin' the wolf
And I'm with the shits
Ain't nothing I haven't took
180 pound frame respect
The same size to be took
Trouble - All My Niggaz Lyrics
Trouble - All My Niggaz Lyrics
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Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Pussy fat she got them racks
And let my partna use her wheels
And now my niggas up
And all my niggas still buck
Took a couple pounds
Go break them down
For all my youngins in the 'jects
Though I been had respect
Still will go head first about a check
Perky got me geeked
And all my bitch wanna do
Is spread them cheeks
Them chucks still on my feet
Over East you sleep, you tryna creep
How the f*ck he got the Crips?
How the f*ck he got the G's?
And he throw B's?
Nephew just popped a book
F*ckin' on your ho and he a beast
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
One at the Flame
One at the Cave
One up in Magic, doing her thang
My phone gone rang if its some street
Up in that bitch, I don't f*ck wit lames
Squeakin' reasons niggas heating
Ain't too peaceful playin' the game
What I be doing don't get that shit confused
To have me bust your brain
Thuggin' all outside in public bussin'
Nothing what I come from
100 rounds on that drum
Bitch its nothin' I go dumb dumb
F*ck all that playin' the wolf
And I'm with the shits
Ain't nothing I haven't took
180 pound frame respect
The same size to be took
Uh
Yeah
Pussy fat she got them racks
And let my partna use her wheels
And now my niggas up
And all my niggas still buck
Took a couple pounds
Go break them down
For all my youngins in the 'jects
Though I been had respect
Still will go head first about a check
Perky got me geeked
And all my bitch wanna do
Is spread them cheeks
Them chucks still on my feet
Over East you sleep, you tryna creep
How the f*ck he got the Crips?
How the f*ck he got the G's?
And he throw B's?
Nephew just popped a book
F*ckin' on your ho and he a beast
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
One at the Flame
One at the Cave
One up in Magic, doing her thang
My phone gone rang if its some street
Up in that bitch, I don't f*ck wit lames
Squeakin' reasons niggas heating
Ain't too peaceful playin' the game
What I be doing don't get that shit confused
To have me bust your brain
Thuggin' all outside in public bussin'
Nothing what I come from
100 rounds on that drum
Bitch its nothin' I go dumb dumb
F*ck all that playin' the wolf
And I'm with the shits
Ain't nothing I haven't took
180 pound frame respect
The same size to be took
Writer: Charles Timothy Singleton, Mariel Orr, Sample Sample
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Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.