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(Yea!) We all bleed the same blood (Yea!) And we beat on the same drug (Yea!) It's not about where you're at (Yea!) It's about where you come from And I'mma keep on thuggin' to the day I die Wait up in Atlantic, told em let me go Smack my air and all and grab him by his throat Playing with my life and get you yellow taped Runnin' in and out the chugs like I'm a yellow mace All black fleet like when Obama get in Missiles aimed at your building like Osama living Fuck em alls but I'm screaming from the Mazzy seat How I cross them hardcore like it's flamin' greek Dig deep, feelin' pain in my homie's face And only then you understand why my homies bad Stapped up, this is S fuckin' damn nigga Gun boys be like they know it's a real nigga Man bus bleed the same blood Handcuffed to the bus, we the same thugs Never fear, just know that I'mma ride for ya All black Bentley, welcome to my mafia (Yea!) We all bleed the same blood (Yea!) And we beat on the same drug (Yea!) It's not about where you're at Songtexte(Yea!) It's about where you come from And I'mma keep on thuggin' to the day I die I gotta tell somebody else I'm passionate about keepin' this money Hand on the nose that be plottin' on takin' it from me Some of these niggas forget I be makin' it funny We're pendin' like my fingers rotted and paper come blooded In case you ain't knowin' we backed out my nigga in the country Until I make these niggas black with the strength of a monkey Then let's see I'm the boss, bitch address me as Mr. The feelings you told to me you get at the Bellavista We move in silence, bitch you'd better whisper It's sizzle the street but they heat until they hella blister So much bottles, got em for every drinker So much head, I be callin' mammy a happy thinker Victorious like a nigga conquered another nation Buyin' bottles and drinkin' to drown the sufferation You give a fuck about your plan, watch how I handle that If it ain't YMCMB conglomerate, cancel that (Yea!) We all bleed the same blood (Yea!) And we beat on the same drug (Yea!) It's not about where you're at (Yea!) It's about where you come from And I'mma keep on thuggin' to the day I die I gotta tell somebody else So inspirin' when a nigga doubt me Look around and see how niggas try to count me out Only if niggas stepped in my shoes and took a walk And thought of shit I sacrificed I wouldn't have to talk And I'm like a bitch's blouse on a clothes line Am cheating how I stumbled on another gold mine While I'm gracin' what God be having for me You can never stop what is destined, I hope you're happy for me Aus Songtexte Mania