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All my niggas, they been slidin' 'round town, tryna lay a nigga down When we catch him, we gon' make his head bop And I know he ain't livin' like I'm livin', when we catch him we gon' zip him Fuck your legs, we aim for your dreadlocks And you know I keep that rod with me Nine times out of ten it's in the car with me Who tryna spin? Let's see who wanna go to war with me I got some niggas who'll send you to the Lord for me To the Lord for me I got some niggas that'll send you to the Lord, you a lil' boy When I catch you, we gon' stretch you, that's on God Talkin' reckless all on Insta', I'ma make you hold that noise All my niggas been official, bitch, we known for slangin' rods You ain't gon' pop nothin', bitch, I'm gon' drop somethin', I ain't gon' stop dumpin' I ain't gon' stop coming, I bet you stop running because them shots coming We opp hunting, the chopper spot somethin', he tryna drop something And I'm not frontin' just 'cause you got money, that ain't gon' stop nothin' All my niggas, they been slidin' 'round town, tryna lay a nigga down When we catch him, we gon' make his head bop And I know he ain't livin' like I'm livin', when we catch him we gon' zip him Fuck your legs, we aim for your dreadlocks And you know I keep that rod with me Nine times out of ten it's in the car with me Who tryna spin? Let's see who wanna go to war with me I got some niggas who'll send you to the Lord for me To the Lord for me Aus Songtexte Mania