My Niggaz Lyrics

My Niggaz lyrics

My niggaz 7x







Chorus: 1x







These my niggaz ha, all my niggaz what



Ballin niggaz ha, these my niggaz what



All my niggaz ha, ballin niggaz what



Real ass niggaz ha, these my niggaz what







These my nigga ha, all my niggaz what



Ballin niggaz ha, these my niggaz what



Tru azz niggaz ha, real azz niggaz what



Ballin niggaz ha, these my niggaaaz







Verse 1: Beelow







I roll with nothing but the rawest azz niggas,



that be watching my back



Some down ass niggaz 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 niggaz on these thugged out tracks



A million records sold, a million niggaz got my back



See them boys in the club, them my niggaz



See them boys posted on the block, them my niggaz



So nigga watch them boyz with the frowned up face



Find the rawest ballin niggaz in the strangest place



You never know which one of my niggaz be on yo side



You never know which one of my niggaz ready to ride



You think you got 'em sewed up, them my niggaz



You think you got 'em barred out, them my niggaz



You think you got me roped off, them my niggaz



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 niggaz, all my niggaz,



all my ballin' azz niggaz







Verse 3: ???







Ryde or dye, these niggaz 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 niggaz 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 niggaz"



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 niggaz 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 niggaz thats 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 niggaz lay it down



Wherever you caught slippin' thats where u be found



You see me and my niggaz we bust ho's



You see me and my niggaz ride on chrome



You see me and my niggaz flex on phone



You see me and my niggaz like Al Capone



You see me and my niggaz we to strong



You fuck with me and my niggaz, you won't live long



You see me and my niggaz a run in ya home



You better watch ya back boy its own, its own







Chorus repeats until fade