Testo All My Niggaz - Trouble
Testo della canzone All My Niggaz (Trouble), tratta dall'album Thug Luv
(Let's swag, let's swag)
Shawty, how he said a big mob?
We just roll with that on some gangster shit, then, thug life (yeah)
They say he Big Troub'
Nigga know what been happenin' to him, nigga thug life (yeah)
Now my niggas, now my niggas, now my niggas, now my niggas get real, get real buck (yeah)
Now my niggas, now my niggas, now my niggas, now my niggas get real, get real buck (uh)
Now my niggas, now my niggas, now my niggas, now my niggas get real, get real buck (yeah)
Now my niggas, now my niggas, now my niggas, now my niggas get real, get real buck (whoo!)
Pussy fat, she got the racks, she let my patners use her wheels (hey, hey)
And now, my niggas up and all my niggas still buck (hey)
Take a couple pounds, go break 'em down (hey, hey)
For all my youngins' in the jets, though, I been had respect (hey, hey, hey)
Still a go head, first about a check (hey, hey, hey)
Perky got me geeked, and all my bitch wanna do is spread them cheeks (hey, hey, hey)
Them chucks still on my feet, over issues we be tryna creep (hey, hey, hey)
How the fuck he got the Crips?
How the fuck he got the G's, and he throw B's?
Nephew just popped a book, fuckin' on your hoe, now be a beast (fuckin' on your hoe, now be a beast)
Now my niggas, now my niggas (yeah) (hey)
Now my niggas (hey), now my niggas (hey) get real, get real buck (hey, hey) (yeah)
Now my niggas, now my niggas (hey)
Now my niggas (hey), now my niggas (hey) get real, get real buck (hey, hey) (yeah)
Now my niggas, now my niggas (hey)
Now my niggas (hey), now my niggas (hey) get real, get real buck (hey, hey) (yeah)
Now my niggas, now my niggas (hey)
Now my niggas (hey), now my niggas (hey) get real, get real buck (hey, hey)
One at the flame, one at the cave, one up in magic, doin' her thing (one up in magic, doin' her thing)
My phone gon' rang, if its somethin', sweet up in that bitch, I don't fuck with lames (sweet up in that bitch, I don't fuck with lames) (hello!)
Tweakin' reasons, niggas eatin', I ain't too peaceful playing the game
What I be doin', don't get that shit confused to have me bust yo' brain (to have me bust yo' brain), ayy
Thuggin' all outside in public, bussin', nothin', what I come from (yeah)
Hundred rounds on that drum (brr)
Bitch, its nothin', I go dumb, dumb (yeah, yeah)
Fuck all that playin' and wolfin', I'm with the shits, ain't nothin' I had been took (fuck all of 'em)
180 pound frame, respect the same size or be touched
Now my niggas, now my niggas (yeah) (hey)
Now my niggas (hey), now my niggas (hey) (I told 'em) get real
Get real buck (where did you come from?) (Hey, hey) (we're okay to know we're taking too much) (yeah)
Now my niggas, now my niggas (hey)
Now my niggas (hey), now my niggas (hey) (yeah) get real
Get real buck (hey, hey) (yeah) (not everybody get much)
Now my niggas, now my niggas (hey)
Now my niggas (hey), now my niggas (hey) (booked in the same whip), get real
Get real buck (hey, hey) (man, fuck the nigga) (yeah)
Now my niggas, now my niggas (hey)
Now my niggas (hey), now my niggas (hey) get real
Get real buck (hey, hey) (yeah, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Singleton, Sample Sample, Mariel Semonte Orr
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