| See everything I got I worked for it, this shit didn’t come for free
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| We gon' go to war if any niggas try to come for me
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| I know I’m who they wanna be but God only made one of me
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| Don’t worry 'bout them haters, cause all that shit up under me
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| I know they hangin' on the low, that’s the wrong way to go
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| for a ho, I can’t trust her no mo'
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| Raindrop, raindrop still ridin' 'round with that thing cocked
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| Drop the top with the tank-tops, tell them haters that I can’t stop
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| Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money
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| Black lamb, black why the hell you do him like that
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| I heard it got him upset, these niggas ain’t a threat
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| All the niggas with the, I’ma leave a nigga wet
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| Only rappers in the battlefield, who the fuck wanna battle them
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| Name a rapper saying something back, on a nigga get his ass whacked
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| I don’t argue over telephones, I’ma do these niggas hella wrong
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| I’ma put these niggas into church, never said their name in a verse
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| Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money
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| It ain’t nothing, we ain’t trippin', we ain’t gotta get a dime of show money
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| We don’t never throw on nigga cause we don’t ever talk about a nigga
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| If they hatin' we gon' let 'em hate, cause none of these haters gon' elevate
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| Aye check this out right, see, I just pulled up on my partner in my lamb right
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| I lift the doors up on that motherfucker, and then when I looked at him,
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| I could tell in they eye they ain’t my partner no mo'
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| See everything I got I worked for it, this shit didn’t come for free
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| We gon' go to war if any niggas try to come for me
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| I know I’m who they wanna be but God only made one of me
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| Don’t worry 'bout them haters, cause all that shit up under me
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| I know they hangin' on the low, that’s the wrong way to go
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| for a ho, I can’t trust her no mo'
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| Raindrop, raindrop still ridin' 'round with that thing cocked
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| Drop the top with the tank-tops, tell them haters that I can’t stop
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| Can’t stop, won’t stop tell the folks I ain’t gonna stop
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| Ahk shit, pop shit, name a ahk that ain’t gon' pop
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| 12 can’t stop shit, tell the folks we ain’t gon' cop
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| Ralo where the fuck the roof went, telling me ain’t no top
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| Riding 'round in a half a million, still got all my jewelry on
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| I never hang around a lame, these niggas try to steer me wrong
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| I ain’t ridin' on none of these fuck niggas waves just to get paid
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| I’m the headline on every stage, I don’t give a fuck about a age
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| Young nigga but a OG, think twice 'fore you approach me
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| All them niggas talk about they 'round, fuck around and get it slowly
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| I know it’s us versus everybody, we got a bullet for everybody
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| You ain’t never come in with a nigga, that ain’t ready to go catch a body
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| Why the fuck would I hang around a nigga that ain’t on the same shit that I’m on
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| I’m a million dollar nigga and I’m still ready to a nigga that pistol
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| Any day, try that shit if you want boy
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| See everything I got I worked for it, this shit didn’t come for free
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| We gon' go to war if any niggas try to come for me
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| I know I’m who they wanna be but God only made one of me
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| Don’t worry 'bout them haters, cause all that shit up under me
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| I know they hangin' on the low, that’s the wrong way to go
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| for a ho, I can’t trust her no mo'
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| Raindrop, raindrop still ridin' 'round with that thing cocked
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| Drop the top with the tank-tops, tell them haters that I can’t stop
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| Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money
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| Black lamb, black why the hell you do him like that
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| Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money
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| It ain’t nothing, we ain’t trippin', we ain’t gotta get a dime of show money |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Everything I Got , by - Ralo. Song from the album Diary of the Streets 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп