Fuck Ya'll Niggaz Remix

Fuck y'all niggaz I murder y'all niggaz

Body y'all niggaz, clap y'all niggaz

Fuck y'all niggaz I cut y'all niggaz

Buck y'all niggaz, touch y'all niggaz

I got 35 niggaz with 35 guns

You know the weapons 357's

35 times 6 that's 210 shots

Now it's hot, hid from 200 cops

45 is the weapon I'm a pimp for the jux

Cause the chain on my neck is an excellent look

I'm the kid on tv that's still on the corner

A million dollar nigga with no diploma

Yo I'm still in the p's drinking c and c soda

Navy blue timbs match the rims on the rover

Bentley grill, changed the nose on the 6

In the strip, it's locked like a blue nose pit

Everytime I move my lip it's like I'm moving a brick

You move your weight in your car move my weight on a ship

God damn, God dammit

My wrist made dicaprio die in the titanic

And these haters wanna be me, hoes wanna g me

50 cal I'l tear the roof of your hemi

It's t-o-n-y rap tycoon

Knife in my pocket give your face a half moon

I'm ballin hard, my lamborghini flying through these streets

So fast got your bitch fatty stuck to the seat

Gotta pocket full of haze, pocket full of condoms

Cannon on my waist, case there's any problems

Diamonds on my wrists, them shits always start something

Then I gotta flip and show you that you all buggin

Pop shots, nigga when I'm holding

Everytime I squeeze it sound like an explosion

I lay you niggaz down from long range

Bang biggy bang watch me hit when you flipping

With that thing dicky thing

Me and yayo got them yayo it's on the low

Got my mayo we in them cuios I'm at the door, hoe

Soon as I get my money you make it to them trucks

Send a couple of homies back in to tie em up

This is a robbery mayne give me all your bread

Oh he don't know where it's at then cut that boy head

You fucking with the m.o.p, marksman professional

When nigga gotta air your ass out like clarfession

You bettter be ready with ya metal be if you ever

Threaten me you gon be out a whole lotta blood checkin me

Slugs in the street, get checks care about

Thugs in the street, bitch let's dance

From your mug to your feet

Murder murder mo murder pop ya motherufcking collar in

My whole hood hollering