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My Niggaz

Album: Back To The Problem Durasi: 3:30

Do me a fucking favor

Shut up, listen and learn

I'm getting high with my niggas (whaaat)

Yeah I'm riding with my niggas (yeah)

If it's drama with my niggas then it's

Click, clack, clack, iron for my niggas

All cash back, A track, smash that

I told you I'll fuck a chick that's ugly if her ass fat

Yeah I beat a murder case but I'm past that

I ain't trying to catch another one but I'll blast that

You can ask cats, Cass where the cash at

I let the cash stack, I ball like a half back

But your money funny dog, you get laughed at

And you a faggot, you done had it in your ass crack

I blast gats if I need to do it

But the cops wanna see me do it, I ain't even stupid

But I'll bang back if you bang the steel at me

Yeah I'll kill a nigga if he try killing me

But I ain't try sit in a correctional facility

Literally, facing life without the possibility

Ayo, Krutch, I know you feeling me

Larceny and C4, man that's heavy artillery

I'm getting high with my niggas (whaaat)

Yeah I'm riding with my niggas (yeah)

If it's drama with my niggas then it's

Click, clack, clack, iron for my niggas

I'm getting high with my niggas (whaaat)

Yeah I'm riding with my niggas (yeah)

If it's drama with my niggas then it's

Click, clack, clack, iron for my niggas

I know this kid named Jamal

Me and his mans popped off at X bar

Tried to keep it cool, had them things in the car

Plus Rella on bail, he just caught a new charge

Like 1:30, they play "Where Da Cash At"

3 Minutes later, that's where it went bad at

Saw this bad shorty, I said I had to have that

She had the pumps on, so I had to grab that

I mean bag that, take it home, jab that

Grabbed her by her waist, that's when she threw her ass back

That's when the DJ said, "Where the ass at?"

I mean her ass fat, I really wanna smash that

Beat it down way better than the last cat

That's when he bumped me, I swear I got a flashback

To the last time I reached where the dash at

And had to put this damn crutch in her ass crack

I'm getting high with my niggas (whaaat)

Yeah I'm riding with my niggas (yeah)

If it's drama with my niggas then it's

Click, clack, clack, iron for my niggas

I'm getting high with my niggas (whaaat)

Yeah I'm riding with my niggas (yeah)

If it's drama with my niggas then it's

Click, clack, clack, iron for my niggas

I took a trip to L.A

In the hotel lobby, ran into some grapes

Red flag hanging, feeling out of place

I see 'em mean mugging, they starting to pace

I gotta step up, two twelve with these niggas

They said I was a G, my flag was funny business

I look around, a lobby full of witnesses

I scanned it with the quicknesses, my eyes where the exit is

Me, I'm on some other shit, run up in your mother crib

Fuck all that color shit, I'm where your baby mama live

Show you what the drama is, real life trauma kid

Ever seen my crime scene, it's on some Osama shit

I mean Obama shit, fuck around, bomb your whip

I'm tryna keep it cool, my paranoia kinda light tip

That means I might flip, put the barrel in his mouth

Tell him bite this, put him in a vice grip

I'm getting high with my niggas (whaaat)

Yeah I'm riding with my niggas (yeah)

If it's drama with my niggas then it's

Click, clack, clack, iron for my niggas