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Yeah

Serious now

Serious

All my niggas

One two

Line up and

Come through

I got shit for all of you to wild out and

Dumb to

Back and bust your gun too

Nowhere to run to

This shit is the jerk

So run your jewels and your ones too

All my *****es

What what

I like your whole strut

Bounce and hold your ass out

Make it open and close shut

Watch me bust a whole nut

Right over your whole butt

Slice you down with the dick

Just like you was a cold cut

Oh *****

Now watch me dig all in your whole gut

Stuff it like a roast duck

*****ing packing a toast

What what

What about you slapping the shit up out ya

Flipmode

We them niggas

And ima always shout ya

See how we high rollers

Smoking till we high zoning

Niggas on the corner

Clutter the streets in the nights roaming

Now see how we got you open

My niggas hold your post

*****es if your riding with me

Lets see who rocks the most

[chorus:]

All my niggas (what what)

We coming through (what what)

Repping for my niggas and my *****es too (what what)

Back and bust your gun too

Nowhere to run to

Black out in the truck

Until theres no club to come to

All my *****es (what what)

We coming through (what what)

Repping for my *****es and my niggas too (what what)

Bounce and shake your ass out

Break fool and black out

Hit you with some shit

That will make all yall just pass out

Know I keep that hot shit

***** up your block shit

Have yall niggas stupid

On some straight ***** your glock shit

Everytime we drop shit

Theres no way to stop shit

Bust yall niggas ass

Then like to sit back and pop shit

Yo we bout to lace yall

Deface the place yall

With shit that feel just like

A *****ing foot in your face yall

Is you with me?

(hell yeah!)

Before I hit yall

Flipmode be the niggas

That will be sure to split yall

We will never quit yall

We wont permit yall

Whack niggas to come inside

Like they be the shit yall

***** that!

Yeah you know we blaze

And we wreck shop

Put it down for live niggas

While we watch the next fly

All my niggas pass through

Before we blast you

This shit so real

I dont have no need to gash you

We will never calm down

We wont put the bombs down

Rep for all my niggas

And we wont put the arms down

(yeah you know we keep it coming)

Yo people is good for nothing

(ay yo!)

Hot to death with shit that always keep you jumping

And rush the dance hall

Until all they ass fall

I make you other corny niggas

Get off the damn wall

And then we bless yall

With the currently fresh yall

And hit yall niggas with flavor

Nothing less than the best yall

Now we see how we got you open

My niggas hold your post

All my *****es wylin with me

Lets see who rocks the most

[chorus:]

All my niggas (what what)

We coming through (what what)

Repping for my niggas and my *****es too (what what)

Back and bust your gun too

Nowhere to run to

Black out in the truck

Until theres no club to come to

All my *****es (what what)

We coming through (what what)

Repping for my *****es and my niggas too (what what)

Bounce and shake your ass out

Break fool and black out

Hit you with some shit

That will make all yall just pass out

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