Half-a-mill Some Niggaz (extended Version) Lyrics

Some Niggaz (extended Version) Lyrics

[Chorus]



Some niggaz Blood and some niggaz Crip



Some niggaz thugs and some niggaz is bitch



Some niggaz ain't got nothin some niggaz rich



Some niggaz die frontin and some livin the shit







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[Verse 1]



Ayo, we play for keeps, taught from day one how to blaze the heat



three-hundred and sixty ways to eat, razor blade your knee



I'm getting something, if not, then I'm hitting something



Definetley, especially if my ribs is touching



Out for mine, for your shines I'll blow you out your mind



You could throw a thousand signs, 



I'm only concerned about the dollar signs



Stashing my cheese, stashing my crack in back of my Fi



State to state, nationally!



Actually, factually, 



I'll fracture every member of your faculty, send your cavalry!



I got M1's and macs with me, send your cash to me



I'll have them niggaz scared to ask for me



Throw your man off the cap of zee



Other members of your running, where the traffic be?



Highland, he busting big guns, they coming after me



I'm wilding, real live shit, ain't no acting B



It's not a game, we ain't playing



Dun, we spraying, won't stop till everyone laying on the pavement



Every nigga you came with is getting painted



We specialize in wetting guys, technicalize



Smith & Wessun-ilize, I've seen the best of them die



Especially, testing I, put the teck to your eye



So you can see death, take a deep breath



and say goodbye, Why!?







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[Verse 2]



Streets is too real, thug nowadays is to ill



Fuck a hundred thou, I need a few mil



Even if it leaves you killed



You resting in peace, I rest with blue steel



I'm even wetting police and Navy blue seals,



how crazy you feel!?



Militant click, ten in the whip



I know Bohemians with, plenty of chips



Pull this off and we'll be rich, filthiest top billing milkiest



In the Hamptons, out on the mansions where they live



They on some ram shit, Hindu niggaz, reading sanscrit



I want a man by every exit so they can't split



Rush the crib, all we see is candles lit



Yo, they got gold cows, gold owls, on some chanting shit



Tie them up, red dot them up, fuck the ransom shit



Hit the safe, chips in the case, back to the whip



Dun, we laced, back to BK, orally relaxed in the PJ's



Splitting mathematics on a weekday



South of P chases stuffed inside of briefcases quiet money!



Keep our mouth shut like freemasons paid men







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[Verse 3]



We from the housing bricks pushing year two-thousand whips



We went from ounces to bricks, house on the cliff



Thousands on the wrist, got a crew of rivalers



thats down to flip, down to spit



Real live thugs above the counterfeit



Real live drug, under the counter shit, a pound a hit



Who you riding with might be the nigga you dying with



Shot on fire we shot niggaz cause they was wired kid



New drops up, pull rooftops up



Shoot your spots up, put pirranas in your hot tub



Might be a bomb under the cork next time you pop bub, nigga!