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• Artiste: Ish Williams
• Titre: We All We Got
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GLVCK16 Streak Desperado Hey Ain’t no niggas like the ones I got To keep it real, it don’t take a lot We pull up and we shut down any spot We change locations when the block is hot (Ha) These been my bruddas since the Lil Weezyana songs Don’t like new niggas, so that means you can not tag along Back then we just chilled we was patient Nowadays we on our bully, we just take shit You know Pookie been my nigga since I was like ye high Rebounded for my bro, he swore played like AI On the low we all stressed, that’s why we stay high Give you shirts right off my back so you can stay fly Split it up with all my niggas, like we got tips If he got it then i got it, who ain’t got shit Loyalty is all I know please don’t change on me Please don’t change on me Please don't change, please don't change, please don't change on me Yeah, yeah, say you'll ride, you'll ride for me (Ain’t no niggas like the ones I got) Yeah, yeah, say you'll die, you'll die for me (To keep it real, it don’t take a lot) Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'll ride, I'll ride for you (Ain’t no niggas like the ones I got) Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'll die, I'll die for you (To keep it real, it don’t take a lot) Yeah, niggas want the hookup like I'm out here with free cable You ain't eatin' nothin', noughta, if you ain't help set the table Heard you talkin' 'bout the boy, why you out here tellin' fables? Now you wanna shake my hand, that's why everybody play you We was rappin' in the closet, low budget like the bitch, ayy Popped a couple tags, we was young, we was lit, ayy Got a little older, that's when everything switched, ayy You done moved away so now it's poppin' at my crib, ayy Think I'm back around but want everything back Said you back up at your crib but you don't even wanna rap I ain't have a spot to whip, I was tryna give 'em crack I fell off for a bit, on the real, it made me mad Then you dropped a couple records, took some shots straight out your clip All my niggas told me Angel you, but I said I let you live Yeah, it's later you was cool, but still a little iffy Then my youngin' tried to fight you but you was tryna stick him Man that's pussy, pure pussy, I can't show you any love I don't know if it's the liquor, I don't know if it's the drugs I don't know if it's somethin' 'bout you, but it's somethin' I can't trust How you claimin' you my mans, but on wax you hatin' us? Pulled a knife out on my niggas, then they rolled on you You knew karma was a bitch when I glow'd on you See you got my out my pocket with this tone on you And yeah, I'll put them dollar signs on my dome for you Yeah, yeah, say you ain't ride, ain't ride for me (Ain’t no niggas like the ones I got) Nah, nah, say you'll die, you'll die wit' me (To keep it real, it don’t take a lot) Yeah, yeah, see I rode, I rode for you (Ain’t no niggas like the ones I got) Yeah, yeah, now I glow, I glow on you (To keep it real, it don’t take a lot)