All My Niggaz
(专辑: The Block Brochure: Welcome To The Soil 5 - 2013)
[Hook x2] All my niggas really want the
money We don't want nothing else nigga I
promise All my niggas really want the
money All my niggas really want the
money [Verse 1: E40] All we want is the
money The
Mozzarella Galbani I
got more guns than the
army Can't let no bitch nigga harm me I
got that purple like Barney I
got two bitches that's horny They say they niggas is corny They never there and they lonely They bought a
bottle of 'trony And now they ready to blow me If you know me you owe me That's what I
told her for sho' I'm a
mac just like Goldie Me and my cronies and brodies Rollies and stogies stay with the
fifties and forties That's us if you smell smoke Cookies the
antidote Puffing that rope-a-dope My partner's they kinfolk They rap and they sell coke Bust ya head like a
cantaloupe In the
summer a
peacoat My iPhone is jailbroke Leaning like the
Tower of Pisa Promethazina Sweating like we under a
heater It's hot in here All them suckers that's talking crazy They not in here Never tell my right ear what my left ear hear [Hook] [Verse 2: Danny Brown] I'm up before the
sun up, the
work it be uncut I
break it in pieces and tell your auntie to run up Shooters keep guns up, snitches get tounges cut Talk to the
peoples, and get your daughters and sons touched I'm up in the
chevy, we bangin blow job Betty I
just whip up a
80, so hit my phone when you're ready Turkey bag of the
loud, we ain't fuckin with reggie Trump the
trailer with pounds and touchdown out the
[jevy?] So c'mon! About to hit another Lick 'Bout a
150 bucks, for that tax on every zip Girl, I
got bottles of that lean, tax on every sip Cause they got the
Qualitest and I
got the
Actavis So Im rolling (rollin'), thizzing off that molly Stunting (Stuntin'), no hands on the
Ducati My big homie E-40 put me on the
Carlos Rossi I
stay younger than the
muscle Got the
gang from Charlie hustle [Hook] [Verse 3: Schoolboy Q] Pockets will advance, clear the
room If the
bitch ain't with the
shit, then your boy don't approve See, Hennessy, Bacardi turns the
party Backwoods pre-rolled, club get foggy Niggas mean mugging, well leap then froggy Though I
see why you mad, her ass applauding That's your bitch, she flip like dolphins We gon' work out and bounce the
bed springs No credit cards, just debit and large cash And a
real big bag, smell like a
forest I
used to sell weight 'til gastric bypass Pass with a
Mac that smack your car glass Addicted to balling, no Timbs, ate Wheaties Learn from Doo Dog, he taught big gritty King East Bay, E-40, boss leany Money all there, your money Houdini