If my niggas don't fuck wit' you, I fuck wit' you That's just a code in my hood, don't let guns hit you Be a man of your word, don't ever let 'em you up for your shit, make sure these haters pay you Can't nothing stop a room of real niggas I got bad rich bitches, they my real niggas It's like working four jobs not to niggas My little niggas love to ride by and spill If y'all fell out over some chips that your real nigga If y'all fell out over a that ain't your real nigga Before I be a house be a field nigga I gotta Arthur chick, call it my trill nigga I met in 92 and we still niggas Rockin Hilfigers before was like chill niggas Living me and my niggas go'n eat Before you hate, hit the brakes with feet
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Max with the homies, try to teach things Teach them how to make a piece of change, even keep the But they neva change, a set of chains with another chain Upgraded to a better chain, Beretta sing, I ain't playing Shoes on the 'rari start to like hooves Pigs by the crib start to like wolves neva change me only change the situation The paper I be chasin got them niggas hatin from the pavement, basement Satan, Couldn't my claims so they compare me to a mason Free slaves but they based and crazy We talkin' bout crack or we about blacks? Spliffing the blunt up, then they the gun up is trippin if it in in the run up Then gettin the come up, yup bitch And do with the sun up And this is for my niggas and my the fortune and the fame Only thing that never change is my
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I got the niggas that I need me Any my nigga you know to please hit me No question no when it comes to holding fam down, If you me the fuck out you probably ain't around Now you can hate on the side lines, I'm skippin You got me fucked up, talkin and kiss my ass No the ho shit, too in tune with the family I do got the ones do know Scott They give me the love that a need If its a place to or a dime sack of weed to Dennis, ridin' thick and thin until we finished Focused to keep the replenished, clothes on our kids And my niggas from goin away on a bid wanted all the fly shit when we got big Chasin these hoes up in they ribs at they momma Beat niggas up so 'bout it, 'bout it they go blind it We all grown, of our own Providing for 'em real niggas, real morals that's the Perform so long as I am my brother's He will provide me with a nine if I need or a street The love I have for my is another type You gotta real nigga with you for your whole life for my niggas The brothers I never had made my life a lot less sad my nigga
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