made nighaz winners

Wats good my nighaz and my bitches you know the go it's ya boyboy master plan back in the house ready to blaze u with another one shout out to king jayjayR the superpimp champ here we go

make cash packing bag till its Max to the Max fuk the rats who try to pass droppen nighaz who be flash and the hustlers who made stacks us brothers would blast any cumt who wore a tap talked to cops or tried to tax any nigha who sold them packs some hustle rock others did gear but I liked pot pot ran my paper up to the top never dropped the ball had my brothers on call plenty of brothers ready to brawl now we older some stopped some fall some locked up some still ball but other just past the torch fuk them dogs who clashed with us I bet there gone now i haven't seen them cumts 1 love

when a nigha gotta do wat a nighaz gotta do it takes one shot to the head and them opps get the clue so who are you fool fool fool

I tell u something them bitch cumts anit shit they try steeling flows style hustle and then ride us brothers keep it real them maggots keep it fake but I guess ever dog has its day tell them bitch ass cumts if catch them in the way we gona cut them in the face hit pace and smash there head today or fuk them up any way watch ya mouth mother fukers we blaze up rocks and they suk kocks we make cash they call cops us nighaz always on top watch ya back when we spot them doggy dogs you fukn flops get chopped popped and shocked fukn gronks till it stops u bitchs are forever flops soon to be knocked kock sucker cop fukers

when a nigha gotta do wat a nighaz gotta do it takes one shot to the head and them opps get the clue so who are you fool fool

fuk u fuk them fuk the cops fuk the dog fuk the gronks fuk the chumps who make it hot when we top ya whole fukn lot u run to the shop and tell the doggy cops everything we does u say our names and dob we wait to fuk u up so run as far and run because when we come you gone you bitchs act like scum you snitches want a gun to shot ya face one slug we represent the thugs drugs guns and dosh you maggots wana be like us so fuk u ya mum ya dad and more check the score before u stop the ball when it drops u Maggots crawl knock ya head off and brake ya jaw chop ya arms off and ripp out ya eyes suk my dik u fukn flys take ya life you snitchy spy's test the hood and you shore to die now we slice ya throats and price the night bite our tougne so u live for one more night so next time we catch u hos ur fukn gone watch out for bros dropping bombs ready for war check them gronks UL see them run ya done scums

when a nigha gotta do wat a nighaz gotta do it takes one shot to the head and them opps get the clue so who are you fool fool fool

[Final Chorus] when a nigha gotta do wat a nighaz gotta do it takes one shot to the head and them opps get the clue so who are you fool fool fool old school new school big money big bulls big hustle big jewels big brothers big tools