This Are My Niggas
That was my nigga
I remember everybody around us Wasn't Going to college
Killa's and convicts
Gave me the game
I acknowledged
No longer a nigga be starving
I crawled in the mud
To get through the tunnel
But made it out clean
My forces was dirty
Collected from schemes
Then made to packs
And form me a team
And I gotta,lotta choppas,and ain't talking bout no motor cycles
Or no ships when I'm saying rockets
Down to pop it for any profit
Stay dodging the helicopters
Or this bobers who working with local Copas
My nigga I know what the feeling of
Ribs Be sticking
And touching
Now I'm winning
And nigga grilling but they don't won't Nothing
I came up from nothing
Downing consumption
The pain I was numbing
My niggas be gunning
This fiends be shooting or crushing
Pistol be hot on the stomach
After a nigga be dumping
Some of this tears get heavy cause Some of my niggas gone already
Pour up some belvy
And cheers
Some of my niggas flip cribs
Some of them prisoners still
A Milly can't fit in my jeans
Just look at the beam
Same color as orange Sicle cream
Thats mean
My niggas we wont it by any means
Coming up wonted the finer things
Designers names with diamond chains
Dead's to houses and parking lots
Back then we fought over parking Spots
Felt happier when we didn't have a lot Come on.
No longer my niggas be starving we Just evolving.
This are my niggas
What started out once was a dream
When getting the cream
This are my niggas
Grinding standing on corners like we The owners
This are my niggas
Blowing on stronger aroma
Fucking with mines be a gonna
Where was you at with the quarters
When I was Needed a ride
To jump on the charter
Waiting in line
To get me a washer
Shit a make you a robber
Feeding your son or your daughter
Partners
Everyone with me will prosper
My niggas we have all lawyers
Look death in the eye and conquered
Pop a perk and be powered like super Sand
No matter how many men
Jump out of that truck I am Uncle Sam
Taking bands bags of those xannies And
Semi blame
Stronger strand
Smoke from my other hand
I hit you if ever my simi jam
My nigga if one of us make it
We all make it
Get hated on
What a Sen sation
Without one another
We incomplete
I dig out this haters from
Out my cleats
More strength when it's numbers
I make sure we eat
Don't fight over hoes
Cause we get the yeeks
Struggled
Slept on the floor
Donating change at the store
Never look back anymore
Just focus on yours
And Getting your feet through the Door
Life can be hard looking up at the stars
The ride can be tricky grip on to the Handle bars
No silver spoons or no Caviar
Known how to handle ours
While yaw cowards be softer then Cauliflower
Thousands miles per hour nigga push The powder and bullets come down Like it's thundershowers
Hoes you love them I can't
You only give her the frank
She wonting this shark in her tank
Comparing our moneys a prank
They smile when I walk in the bank
You can't
Your grass to high and can't see the Snakes
Pain in your back cause you feeling
The shanks
I remember everybody around us Wasn't Going to college
Killa's and convicts
Gave me the game
I acknowledged
No longer a nigga be starving
I crawled in the mud
To get through the tunnel
But made it out clean
My forces was dirty
Collected from schemes
Then made to packs
And form me a team
And I gotta,lotta choppas,and ain't talking bout no motor cycles
Or no ships when I'm saying rockets
Down to pop it for any profit
Stay dodging the helicopters
Or this bobers who working with local Copas
My nigga I know what the feeling of
Ribs Be sticking
And touching
Now I'm winning
And nigga grilling but they don't won't Nothing
I came up from nothing
Downing consumption
The pain I was numbing
My niggas be gunning
This fiends be shooting or crushing
Pistol be hot on the stomach
After a nigga be dumping
Some of this tears get heavy cause Some of my niggas gone already
Pour up some belvy
And cheers
Some of my niggas flip cribs
Some of them prisoners still
A Milly can't fit in my jeans
Just look at the beam
Same color as orange Sicle cream
Thats mean
My niggas we wont it by any means
Coming up wonted the finer things
Designers names with diamond chains
Dead's to houses and parking lots
Back then we fought over parking Spots
Felt happier when we didn't have a lot Come on.
No longer my niggas be starving we Just evolving.
This are my niggas
What started out once was a dream
When getting the cream
This are my niggas
Grinding standing on corners like we The owners
This are my niggas
Blowing on stronger aroma
Fucking with mines be a gonna
Where was you at with the quarters
When I was Needed a ride
To jump on the charter
Waiting in line
To get me a washer
Shit a make you a robber
Feeding your son or your daughter
Partners
Everyone with me will prosper
My niggas we have all lawyers
Look death in the eye and conquered
Pop a perk and be powered like super Sand
No matter how many men
Jump out of that truck I am Uncle Sam
Taking bands bags of those xannies And
Semi blame
Stronger strand
Smoke from my other hand
I hit you if ever my simi jam
My nigga if one of us make it
We all make it
Get hated on
What a Sen sation
Without one another
We incomplete
I dig out this haters from
Out my cleats
More strength when it's numbers
I make sure we eat
Don't fight over hoes
Cause we get the yeeks
Struggled
Slept on the floor
Donating change at the store
Never look back anymore
Just focus on yours
And Getting your feet through the Door
Life can be hard looking up at the stars
The ride can be tricky grip on to the Handle bars
No silver spoons or no Caviar
Known how to handle ours
While yaw cowards be softer then Cauliflower
Thousands miles per hour nigga push The powder and bullets come down Like it's thundershowers
Hoes you love them I can't
You only give her the frank
She wonting this shark in her tank
Comparing our moneys a prank
They smile when I walk in the bank
You can't
Your grass to high and can't see the Snakes
Pain in your back cause you feeling
The shanks
Credits
Writer(s): Don Curry
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