WW] You know I'm here, G You got my back, black? [AG] You know it's like that [WW] If you need me [AG] You know I'm here, G You got my back, black? [WW
Rule) Clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz!) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap
me show you niggaz how to break down da whole thang My nigga B.G. know Buck been a ?? man Its got to be in ya blood to be a thug If I aint makin enough
call me the ballsac, I'm nuts Michael Vick in this bitch, fall back you mutts Fuck your worms, you never seen such a sick puppy Fuck it a sick duck,
Mentally endangered I can't stay away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a nigger had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for
first mob of all those other crack lovers Back was bitch-ass, trick ass, cluk-clow-cluk-clow How ya like me then, how ya like me, hey-ho, how ya like
know [Chorus] All a nigga really need is a lil bit Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit We can head to the crib in a lil bit I can show ya how I live
work in, parrelli's on the Porsche chirpin' I got a hundred mill from music, a hundred grand from crack Goin' to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack
York them niggas'll tell ya im loco And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind I got a mill out
On You Better, Get Get G-Get Get Down! Get Get G-Get Get Down! I Pull Out You Better, Get Down! I Let Off You Better, Get Down! Get Get G-Get Get Down
got for Christmas this year (all 2x) Raz B rapping: (overlapping) What? Santa Hooked me up wit a Bentley four door Got a hundred million dollar G4 Santa was generous gave me a
I got cha on the phone [Verse 2:] Girl your my everything (your everything I need in a woman ) Cause your my everything (your everything I want in a
fuck around leave your body in the lost and found How you like me now? We got the industry on lock The world is on shock I'm a take a piece of the
fuck around leave your body in the lost and found How you like me now? We got the industry on lock The world is on shock I'm a take a piece of the rock
You’d be headin up the river like ’where the paddle at? ’ Got a rhyme overload Rah digga always front ya Leavin niggaz stuck like I was accupuncture Chorus: Got
Ya don’t stop To my people everywhere Say what Throw your hands in the air Ya don’t stop To my people in new york Ya don’t stop To my people down south Ya
need for disaster For me the microphone master Look, I crash ya, bash ya skull Fucky with Mally G if you're trying to take a fall Niggaz talk about
a little sharper Fuck Peter Parker, I cross you like a magic marker Everytime I hit I always hit a little harder Blazing to the point where niggaz look a
