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Correct My Niggaz
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My niggas 7x [Chorus: 1x] These my niggas ha, all my niggas what Ballin niggas ha, these my niggas what All my niggas ha, ballin niggas what Real ass niggas ha, these my niggas what These my nigga ha, all my niggas what Ballin niggas ha, these my niggas what Tru azz niggas ha, real azz niggas what Ballin niggas ha, these my niggaaaz [Verse 1: Beelow] I roll with nothing but the rawest azz niggas That be watching my back Some down ass niggas that ain't scared to shoot back Step up boy and put yo boots on Time to pay the price, you scared then get the fuck on Boy, come and get these niggas on these thugged out tracks A million records sold, a million niggas got my back See them boys in the club, them my niggas See them boys posted on the block, them my niggas So nigga watch them boyz with the frowned up face Find the rawest ballin niggas in the strangest place You never know which one of my niggas be on yo side You never know which one of my niggas ready to ride You think you got 'em sewed up, them my niggas You think you got 'em barred out, them my niggas You think you got me roped off, them my niggas My niggaz, my niggaz, my niggaaaz Chorus 1x Verse 2: ??? Nigga I gives a fuck how you play it Fuck where you from, fuck what you do Fuck what you did, fuck you is, and motherfuck how you feel Nigga you ain't saying shit, what you tryin' to do Scare me motherfucker you I done told you once before don't make me ice yo bitch ass Keep talking that ho shit, and lose yo face wit the quick fast You come at me wrong you going the wrong fucking way Bitch I was born and raise in the land of trigga play Now get yo mind right nigga We bout dome checking, cracking domes Ain't no fucking round over here See that A. K. Ain't taking nann short You can't run, you can't hide, once you up in it you gettin' broke off See that big bitch ain't playin', that big bitch ain't cool That big bitch off in the hands of a motherfucking fool We comin' through, shit these my niggas, all my niggas All my ballin' azz niggas Verse 3: ??? Ryde or dye, these niggas ain't doing shit but point people out They come to me to get high Fucking let me breathe bitch, back yo ass up Motherfucker you better realize, you fucking with a nutt They wanna smoke my weed, drink my liquor Fuck my hoes and all Floss out every night, but these niggas ain't ready to ball I'm gone tell you to yo face if you ackin' like a bitch And that's one of the fucking reasons you ain't never had shit Me, I hustla for my b's and ain't no taking wit mine You turn the lights off in the city bitch I'm still gone shine I sit back and recline, in my bed and wine Live my life to the fullest My nigga??? ??? Bitch I'm ballin' big tyme Hear my motherfuckin' word, I'm hollin' "fuck dem other niggas" I kick they azz to the curb So I can gets herb, then gets heard Relax my fucking back??? Get my dick suck while smoking on some killer herb And you heard how I rush ya, not wit that dumb shit Nigga bring ya whole click, I'm hollin "fuck who u come wit" Nigga I'm the King Pin, the Big Cahouna Nigga I done been there and did that I'm born to be a baller Chorus 1x Verse 4: ??? My niggas all about the paper Make moves and pull capels We don't see shit unless a motherfucker pay us Look, its all real, pumping shit that you can all feel The rawest deal, hard hitters, fuck with ya'll feel We all peel, we all hit caps with big gats And smoke big sacks, stack the paper and sit back We did that Leave a motherfucker with his shit cracked Then dare the nigga to come back When you here that click clack, better show me where yo shit at Nigga, I'm doing bad I got to get that, nigga You ain't ready for the kick back nigga I bust ya'll up with it In the brc, down for the fuckin' south wit it Now they got some niggas that's sweeter than a fragrance In and out our business like a fucking free agent This my last time saying it Forever ballin off the top like in a knot You better watch who u playing wit Verse 5: ??? Lauch the K's, throw the gernades If you under 35 get the fuck out my way Nigga I chose the battle ground Me and my niggas lay it down Wherever you caught slippin' that's where u be found You see me and my niggas we bust ho's You see me and my niggas ride on chrome You see me and my niggas flex on phone You see me and my niggas like Al Capone You see me and my niggas we to strong You fuck with me and my niggas, you won't live long You see me and my niggas a run in ya home You better watch ya back boy its own, its own Chorus repeats until fade
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