All My Niggaz (Clean)

All My Niggaz (Clean) - Trouble

Lyrics by：Mariel Semonte Orr/Charles Singleton/Paul Beauregard/Shawn Philip Alexander

Composed by：Mariel Semonte Orr/Charles Singleton/Paul Beauregard/Shawn Philip Alexander

Yeah

Uh

Yeah

Pussy fat she got them racks

And let my patna use her wheels

And now my n***as up

And all my n***as still buck

Took a couple pounds

Go break them down

For all my youngins in the jects

Though I been had respect

Still will go head first about a check

Percky got me geeked

And all my b***h wanna do

Is spread them cheeks

Them chucks still on my feet

Over East you sleep you tryna creep

How the f**k he got the Crips

How the f**k he got the G's

And he throw B's

Nephew just popped a book

f**kin on yo hoe and he a beast

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

One at the Flame

One at the Cave

One up in Magic doing her thang

My phone gone rang if its some street

Up in that ***** I don't f**k wit lames

Squeakin reasons n***as heating

Ain't too peaceful playin the game

What I be doing don't get that **** confused

To have me buss yo brain

Thuggin all outside in public bussin

Nothing what I come from

100 rounds on that drum

B***h its nothin I go dumb dumb

f**k all that playin the wolf

And I'm with the s**ts

Ain't nothing I haven't took

180 pound frame respect

The same size to be took