文本歌词

Ahhhh
Unhhuh
Yeah
D-Block haha
R 3 motherf**kers couldn't wait unh
Yeah
Niggas not want Jada to kiss on them
Throw sour milk or piss on them burn their cell
Snitch niggas playing the game who turn to tell
I'm waiting right here
For the warden and burning the l
Recognize real this is an example of that
Grey uncut diesel come and sample a sack
D-Block where the hammers is at
Every night is like the apollo with guns even amateurs clap
I hit raw in the store ravined
Then laid low on the yea-yo
When I cop more of the green
Got a bx connect and a georgia team
My life is juicy ni**a
It was all a dream
It's my house so I'm a ask you to leave
I'm like carbon-dioxide
'Cause I don't want you faggots to breathe
And I might murk two in the new smurf blue
2002 bm wagon with the b's
All my niggas with guns
Keep busting them
All my niggas with drugs
Keep hustling
All my niggas with money
Keep getting it
All my niggas that ride
Keep living it
All my niggas with guns
Keep busting them
All my niggas with drugs
Keep hustling
All my niggas with money
Keep getting it
All my niggas that ride
Keep living it
It's the kid with the attitude
Chip on the shoulder
Brick in the whip with the 5th in the holster
Purple in the dutchee
I got a circle full of niggas
That will kill your grandmother if she touch me
Told you I get deep with a gun
If I die then my niggas
Teach the rules of the street to son
'Cause I might got to meet with the lord
What I live by die by
My gun my word and my sword
'Cause niggas sound hard
But they just ain't convincing me
Microwave killer do my sh*t instantly
Built that courage in Anna it's the dark side
That makes me want to flip and go smother your mama
Just for birthing your a**
And this the ghost when you take your last breath
And I'm cursing your a**
And I'm sort of like the Grim Reaper
But I'm a get deeper
'Cause I'm right here on earth for your a**
All my niggas with guns
Keep busting them
All my niggas with drugs
Keep hustling
All my niggas with money
Keep getting it
All my niggas that ride
Keep living it
All my niggas with guns
Keep busting them
All my niggas with drugs
Keep hustling
All my niggas with money
Keep getting it
All my niggas that ride
Keep living it
You know Sheek hold it down wherever he at no doubt
You wanna knock yourself out
Nah let me do that
I'm thugging everything I'm on
I spit too hard
Keep the hawk like I'm out in the yard
Even in the boot luch keep a gat in his hand
Brick under the fan
Think I care about a moon man or Grammyaward
What did you expect
I ain't seeing double platinum
Unless I take it off your f**king neck
Cut my check and get out my face
Before I go home and get that new sh*t
Out the case
I don't think y'all hearing me
It's not fair to me
I'll clap you if my niggas is daring me
Your God is dumping your face
Then run up and choke your b**ch a**
Just in case
Then that y'all is thirsty to hear some more
You better put a rush on volume four
Walk with me
All my niggas with guns
Keep busting them
All my niggas with drugs
Keep hustling
All my niggas with money
Keep getting it
All my niggas that ride
Keep living it
All my niggas with guns
Keep busting them
All my niggas with drugs
Keep hustling
All my niggas with money
Keep getting it
All my niggas that ride
Keep living it
All my niggas with guns
Keep busting them
All my niggas with drugs
Keep hustling
All my niggas with money
Keep getting it
All my niggas that ride
Keep living it
All my niggas with guns
Keep busting them
All my niggas with drugs
Keep hustling
All my niggas with money
Keep getting it
All my niggas that ride
Keep living it