Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All My Niggaz, artist - Sha Hef. Album song Super Villain, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Market
Song language: English
All My Niggaz |
I’m a made man, come cop rocks from the caveman |
About to turn it up to the max, free the wave man |
Before I sold ounces of Molly, I was the haze man |
Had to step it up, that lil petty money’s a phase, man |
Back up in the kitchen, rocking, water whipping, cut it back and flip it |
Niggas know I had to get it, add a couple digits, I’m a mathematician |
All these rappers tripping, I be trapping, sipping, this the '80s track edition |
I got '80s babies, they got rabies babies, some is bleeding and some is cripping |
Go ahead front on me and try and stunt on me and pull that gun on me, it’s a war |
Will need a body double in your lobby huddle, turn you to a puddle, |
nigga you drunk |
Now your body leaking, and we’re prolly tweaking, it’s that all my niggas do |
what we want |
Back up off me, niggas strap is off me, you get clapped and surely, |
you get hit with the pump |
Leave nigga smelling stank |
Called a mobile for the dank |
I need three gas in my tank |
Dice game, I got bank |
Popping xannies 'til I faint |
Turn the street red like I’m walking in paint |
Fiending codeine without drank |
Sip that is straight out the paint |
Claiming real fool, know that you ain’t |
Keep it real bool, you could get shanked |
All my niggas be the same, all my niggas in the game |
All my niggas down to bang, all my niggas down to slang |
All my niggas know the slang, all my niggas got stank |
All my niggas down to ride, all my niggas down to die |
All my niggas getting high, all we know is homicide |
All my niggas getting by |
Hunnit Round Hef got a hunnit round Tec and a hunnit pounds left at the spot |
Said «hey ma» she said «oh boy» I said bitch you gon' suck it or not |
I been pimping hoes and I been doing shows and you know I’m still hustling rock |
When it’s meetings on the yacht, Sour Diesel be the crop, she don’t like you, |
she a pop |
Free my niggas out the mud |
Pray for rain and made it flood |
Middle finger to the judge |
Million dollars out the plug |
Momma tell me I’m a thug |
I don’t make no rules without my drugs |
Pint of red dot, xannies, and bud |
Better play it cool or you could get drug |
I don’t fear no nigga, bitch, I’m a blood |
I don’t fear no nigga, bitch, I’m a blood |
I don’t fear no nigga, bitch, I’m a G |
Rap fly, nigga gimme your key |
Wanna smoke, better bring me a P |
Need a verse, then you know it’s a fee |
Niggas pussy, I just call what I see |
Ralph Lauren on me, nigga I’m flee |
Ralph Lauren on me, nigga I’m flee |
All my niggas be the same, all my niggas in the game |
All my niggas down to bang, all my niggas down to slang |
All my niggas know the slang, all my niggas got stank |
All my niggas down to ride, all my niggas down to die |
All my niggas getting high, all we know is homicide |
All my niggas getting by |