Issue No 137 My Niggas Lyrics


My Niggas by Issue No. 137

Feat. Stoney Brown

(Intro)
They all black, my niggas
Whacha call that, my niggas
Better fall back, my nigga
I don't smoke no reggae weed, my nigga
I ball out, my niggas
Cypress Hill, rodeo, my nigga
No phil gon' blurr me, my niggas
I don't fuck no ugly hoe, my niggas

(Verse)
I can't remember when my room (???)
To get on my hustle, yeah, I don't need to get focused
Had to switch up my team, and call the niggas all bogus
Hocus-pocus, they broke ass, my money doin' the Rovers
I don't fuck wit these lames
I'm out here gettin' these chainz
Breaking grill on my niggas
Eating shrimp on a plane
Drinking wine and the banker manager knowin' my name
Taking chips in coffee, gold get, gettin' that grain

(Hook)
Yeaaah, I ride with my niggas
I grind with my niggas
Shine with my niggas
I ball with my niggas
This for all of my niggas

(Verse)
I've seen bloodshed, my niggas
For low bread, my niggas
We ain't scared, my niggas
Have my dawg see if ya dead, my niggas
Sliming jumping down with my niggas
Two chainz is on, that's my niggas
That C-Rock, that B-Throne, my niggas
These retros arribas, my niggas
I'm just started in the kitchen
Packing Nicks and shipping cotton
Now we smoking, laughin', talkin'

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