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[Chorus] Everyting is alright (it's ok) It's alright (it's ok) Everything is alright (it's ok) Everything is alright right (ok) [Verse 1] Everything is alright everything is all good Got a brand new Chevy trimmed out and all wood Yeah I wish a nigga would yeah I wish a nigga might Everything is all good everything is alright Was you in flight like smokin an ounce with back accounts Bigger than the smartest nigga can count We get paid for taking all of y'all and making you bounce I got a question "So what you motherfuckers hatin about?" See I can slow it and speed it up Fine we can beat it up Don't you feel it heatin up Turn your damn speakers up Creeping up stabbing and sticking all in your lane ho See if this blood drips tell me which way your brain goes Silly what you came for Why you play these games for I'm gonna play em with you but tonight I'm getting brains ho Pimp till I can't pimp no more Archie beat it all night SongtexteAsk them what they limping for cuz everything is alright [Chorus x2] [Verse 2] You see all these haters can't stop us the cops can't touch us Every fine broad that see us wanna fuck us We above the law and we ain't never taken alive We the realest million dollar niggaz ready to die We as deadly as fire still stacking our cheddar Why the hell you trying to go gold when platinum is better So hot have your boys unwrapping your sweaters This is my first cd I'm coming back even better It's alright yeah it's ok Made your girl cook me breakfast and go the whole day Everything is all tight everything is all gravy One million dollars can make any balla go crazy If you didn't know I gave your girl a throat baby Cuz she's really fine likes a lot and smoke grazy Suprised it's your lady no cuz Archies diggin in they drauers I'm the young pimp that all y'all never really saw [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] Everything is alright now that we making profit Number one rule fat boys carry really fat pockets Hate it but can't stop it We gonna keep droppin Cd's that you play through your speaker so let them knock it Jumpin like hydrolics right over your head I'll be the last man standing all your soldiers is dead Probably choke on the red most of them child envolved If we want the new J's then we'll go buy out the mall Hundreds ain't nothing when you owe something Baller start rolling something Rap is my hustle that's why my pockets swollen cousin Make sure they hate us all Mad cuz we take their broads But it don't matter if they sniff up then we break them off We be them pimps and players Y'all be them ho's and haters Your girl candy I can cut her up now or later Matter of fact I had her stuck in the Navigator I headed to the Catur I'll holla at you later [Chorus x5] Aus Songtexte Mania