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lirik lagu all me – chubby jag

yeah
y’all know what it is homie
flat top gold chain
yuh

i ain’t never asked for sh-t, nuh n-gg- i ain’t had to
kill a n-gg- beat, my pleasure, i’ll be glad to
here for forever, look at rap like a tattoo
they holdin n-gg- b-lls, now nuts n-gg- catch you
i’m waiting for the stacks, f-ck waitin in the back
remember days me and good is waiting for the pack
and the loud she yelling, got her waitin in the sack
she’ll be makin money now, n-gg-s hatin for a fact
said i got that kill
and she know that i can walk round
swipe all out if she blow it when you toss that then
nowadays she a throw it
gotta speak into the pipe, move them lips like a poet
little n-gg- we ridin out, we don’t chill like
west saddles we a wild block
they all look lame, we don’t ball the same
i’m kobe bryant, you gale lott
you n-gg- pop off and get a loud pipe
peep out and get yo house shot
to them c-ke fiends i’m a hero
so in other words i’m all about rock
get fuego
better leggo off of my lego
home all about block
i’m the one n-gg-, you a dumb n-gg-
i stunt n-gg-, i’m all about pops
yea talk all hard, get your mouth shut
cuff yo girl, get your spouse popped
bring your girl around
if somebody taking your girl down then that’s real hoe
you talk sh-t, my n-gg-s makin yo girl drown, you better chill hoe
and the sad sh-t you bring a bad b-tch and i guarantee it’s a steal homie
and that’s real
i could take a n-gg-
f-ck little b-tches, all about the paper n-gg-
that straight up, no chasin n-gg-
turned a couple pounds into anchors n-gg-
had mad swag in the old days
before the flat chopper was the type of n-gg-
yea mad swag, old days
like martin messin with the lakers n-gg-
shot to the head, shot to the head
yea shot to the head
i don’t mean getting drunk
what i mean get the pump
i get anybody, yea i body anybody on the scene getting slum
we they we’re the whole team getting drunk
never in the back, whole team in the front
money making got a n-gg- getting punk’d
got a new hoe, b-tches on the team getting dumped
and it’s like that, yea it’s like that
n-gg- took a break and got right back
got the piece on me like peas homie
don’t sleep on me, no nightcap
n-gg- throw a punch and i fight back
it’s guaranteed i got n-gg-s around
west side and you n-gg-s trippin
my youngin shoot you n-gg-s down
realest rapper you know hoe
and sh-t, i’m always in n-gg-s’ town
came for what’s really mine
somebody rockin this n-gg- crown
that’s on me, yea all me
n-gg- tell yo main b-tch call me
hood spin on my hood sh-t, got the block lookin like wall street
chubby!

- chubby jag

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