Everybody On Go

Leggo, leggo (Everybody on go)
Leggo, leggo
Leggo, leggo (On go)

Thirty in the car, errbody on go (Go)
Everybody want smoke (Yeah)
If a nigga play, he gon' lay
We gon' ride, we gon' ride (Fuck dat)
We ain't losin' no mo'

Lotta niggas scared 'cause a lotta nigga dead in the floor
I ain't playin' no mo' (No)
Pussy, they were talkin' 'bout a nigga, I done stop it like a kill
Now they ain't rappin' no mo'
Everybody on go (Go), everybody on go (Go)
Everybody on go (Go)
Everybody on go (Go nigga), everybody on go (Go)
Everybody on go, everybody on go

I'm blowin' cook clowns while I'm baggin' out
Why your double cup tastin' like a half of ounce? (Uh)
Her debit card workin', I'ma max it out
You ain't puttin' in no work, we gon' pack it out
Half-throwaway on me, I'm finna pass it down (I'm finna pass it down)
Nigga have to go to jail 'fore they cappin' count (Before they cappin' count)
Nigga, fuck around and die, put that blabber down (Uh-huh)
Bet a thousand on a .4, it ain't no grabbin' out

Don't even book us for the show if you gon' pat us down
Sucka', winner, got stripped if you ain't havin' rounds
Fact though, playing both sides get you banged on
Fuck an eight nigga, I'll have a crack done

Lotta niggas scared 'cause a lotta niggas dead in the floor (Hey, yeah)
I ain't playin' no mo' (No)
Pussy, they were talkin' 'bout a nigga, I done stop it like a kill (Yah)
Now they ain't rappin' no mo'
Everybody on go (Go), everybody on go (Go)
Everybody on go (Go)
Everybody on go (Go nigga), everybody on go (Go, gang)
Everybody on go, everybody on go

Why you throwin' up the gang if you wasn't real 'bout it?
I don't pour liquor, go and kill 'bout it
Go up wit' them shells, that extended hammer nail out
Mission motor, pull up with them dawgs and the hellcat
Pray they don't catch us 'fore we catch 'em, new Givenchy
Spin the city, off a perc, you watchin' at us as a gimmie
I said, "S Catty, bring the .50"
Prosecutor playin', tryna give me
Had to laugh, like these niggas really hit me, argh

You ain't really gettin' money to the team, right
Disrespect the gang mean a green light
Before twenty, early mornings, had the fiends right
I had the fiends right
Grip up on my hammer, it'll sing right

Lotta niggas scared 'cause a lotta niggas dead in the floor (Hey, yeah)
I ain't playin' no mo' (No, no mo')
Pussy, they were talkin' 'bout a nigga, I done stop it like a kill (Yah)
Now they ain't rappin' no mo'
Everybody on go (Go), everybody on go (Go, whole gang)
Everybody on go (Go)
Everybody on go (Go nigga), everybody on go (Go)
Everybody on go (Ayy, ayy), everybody on go

Ayy, a lotta niggas scared now, a lotta niggas dead (Red ass, nigga)
You ain't feelin' Cudi, killin' for the boys 'til I'm dead (Bap)
All the lights lookin' green, all the pints looking red
Sum'n hangin' on my hip, I better rat on it
Threw a cup under this shit, now put a hat on him
Everybody wit' me got at least one year (Yuh)
In A-Town sweet, bro, they found one dead
My .4 to the chest, another five to the leg (Oh)

He ain't walkin' in the courtroom on me (Me)
Put that wheelchair on E
He can't talk, he can't eat
He can't walk, he can't speak
Bitches shoulda been a shirt 'fore all that sneak dissin'
And everybody they make the news nigga, we did it

Lotta niggas scared 'cause a lotta niggas dead in the floor (Hey, yeah)
I ain't playin' no mo' (No)
Pussy, they were talkin' 'bout a nigga, I done stop it like a kill (Yah)
Now they ain't rappin' no mo'
Everybody on go (Go), everybody on go (Go)
Everybody on go (Go)
Everybody on go (Go nigga), everybody on go (Go)
Everybody on go, everybody on go



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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, William Boyette
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