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YeahSerious nowSeriousAll my niggasONE TWOLine up andCOME THROUGHI got shit for all of you to wild out andDUMB TOBack and bust your gun tooNowhere to run toThis shit is the jerkSo run your jewels and your ones tooAll my bitchesWHAT WHATI like your whole strutBounce and hold your ass outMake it open and close shutWatch me bust a whole nutRight over your whole buttSlice you down with the dickJust like you was a cold cutOH FUCKNow watch me dig all in your whole gutStuff it like a roast duckFucking packing a toastWHAT WHATWhat about you slapping the shit up out yaFlipmodeWe them niggasAnd I'ma always shout yaSee how we high rollersSmoking till we high zoningNiggas on the cornerClutter the streets in the nights roamingNow see how we got you openMy niggas hold your postBitches if your riding with meLet's see who rocks the most[Chorus:]All my niggas (What what)We coming through (What what)Repping for my niggas and my bitches too (What what)Back and bust your gun tooNowhere to run toBlack out in the truckUntil there's no club to come toAll my bitches (What what)We coming through (What what)Repping for my bitches and my niggas too (What what)Bounce and shake your ass outBreak fool and black outHit you with some shitThat will make all y'all just pass outKnow I keep that hot shitFuck up your block shitHave y'all niggas stupidOn some straight cock your glock shitEverytime we drop shitThere's no way to stop shitBust y'all niggas assThen like to sit back and pop shitYo we bout to lace y'allDeface the place y'allWith shit that feel just likeA fucking foot in your face y'allIs you with me?(HELL YEAH!)Before I hit y'allFlipmode be the niggasThat will be sure to split y'allWe will never quit y'allWe won't permit y'allWhack niggas to come insideLike they be the shit y'allFUCK THAT!Yeah you know we blazeAnd we wreck shopPut it down for live niggasWhile we watch the next flyAll my niggas pass throughBefore we blast youThis shit so realI don't have no need to gash youWe will never calm downWe won't put the bombs downRep for all my niggasAnd we won't put the arms down(Yeah you know we keep it coming)Yo people is good for nothing(Ay yo!)Hot to death with shit that always keep you jumpingAnd rush the dance hallUntil all they ass fallI make you other corny niggasGet off the damn wallAnd then we bless y'allWith the currently fresh y'allAnd hit y'all niggas with flavorNothing less than the best y'allNow we see how we got you openMy niggas hold your postAll my bitches wylin with meLet's see who rocks the most[Chorus:]All my niggas (What what)We coming through (What what)Repping for my niggas and my bitches too (What what)Back and bust your gun tooNowhere to run toBlack out in the truckUntil there's no club to come toAll my bitches (What what)We coming through (What what)Repping for my bitches and my niggas too (What what)Bounce and shake your ass outBreak fool and black outHit you with some shitThat will make all y'all just pass outmore