cml lavish d - my niggas do lyrics
[intro]
yeah man, this sh+t crazy my n+gga
you already know man, these n+ggas out here running they motherf+cking d+ck suckers my n+gga
man, n+gga on mamas n+gga, on lil b you n+ggas better stop playing n+gga
been setting demos down on you hoe ass n+ggas my n+gga
yeah aight n+gga
just know n+gga i ain’t gotta do sh+t n+gga
that’s boss status you b+tch ass n+gga
haha
[chorus]
i ain’t gotta fight, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta ride, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta move, ’cause my n+ggas do
and i ain’t gotta shoot, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta fight, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta ride, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta move, ’cause my n+ggas do
if i get them boys the work, they put an end to you
[verse 1]
i been setting demos on you b+tchmade n+ggas
step your game up, get paid n+gga
i moved to la, tryna get paid quicker
look me in my eyes, i’m a main n+gga
step up your ice, step up your life
i ain’t gotta move a muscle, hit your ass with that .45
little n+gga get ’em, tizzle got on his line
lizk filled him up, [?] him him with that 9
n+ggas slid through, hit them boys everytime
heem got out the roof, shot that boy 40 times
that’s just how we rock, b+tch n+gga what it ain’t
hit you with this kada, pass out like you fainted
n+gga what it ain’t, n+gga you a hoe
big bank take little bank, n+gga i’m a pro
certified dope getter, knocking down your bro
i got away with murder dog, but keep it on the low
[chorus]
i ain’t gotta fight, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta ride, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta move, ’cause my n+ggas do
and i ain’t gotta shoot, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta fight, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta ride, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta move, ’cause my n+ggas do
if i get them boys the work, they put an end to you
[verse 2]
you n+ggas say y’all getting money n+gga [?]
broad day, bounce out, aiming guns your way
try it on your face, white you with this choppa
don’t leave no trace, murk you and your partna
free my brother dreda n+gga, he a real goon
p+ssy, he the one that turned into a mushroom
free my n+gga [?] and [?]
we deep in this b+tch like a fuji
everybody got a choppa, everybody shooting
every b+tch ’round here hoeing, prostituting
f+ck these n+ggas, we don’t rock, so these n+ggas scooting
invade they sp+ce, with these ‘ks, then we start shooting
yep we rock and rolling, i touched her now she’s golden
paper bag boy, all these n+ggas folding
i swear to god, n+gga i’m popping like a trojan
[?] h+lla dirty, but he still holding
[chorus]
i ain’t gotta fight, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta ride, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta move, ’cause my n+ggas do
and i ain’t gotta shoot, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta fight, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta ride, ’cause my n+ggas do
i ain’t gotta move, ’cause my n+ggas do
if i get them boys the work, they put an end to you
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