All Of Mine

•I need mine off the top, I need mine off the rip, •Semi auto or the glock, gotta keep an extra clip, •Always thinking bout some guap, all my killers wanna hit, •Thiswae whipping pots, Thiswae with the shit, •(Look) Bitch I'm doing that money dance, I be chasing it like the running man, •45 with that 30 on it, wutchu you know about murder man, •That money talk, I drop change on em, get hit with that flame homie, •Slide through in that murder whip, with like 3 niggas that murder shit, •My rude boys they don't play nigga, hand thangs and AK's nigga, •All my niggas getting money now, foreign whips and them hundred rounds, •If I catch you slippin in the traffic, click clackin you know I'm getting off, •I ain't thinking bout you, you a pussy boy, you been soft, •(Look) I'm fucking these bitches, I'm sippin this lean, I'm getting this green, •I'm toating this glock, a fully load stock that come with the beam, •I'm to another state with some niggas that got my back boy, •I supply them with that kush, know I'm bout my stacks boy, •You don't really want smoke, cause I bring a lot like a crack pipe, •Big glock with a drum on it make anybody get some act right, •I'm just trying to get a check, if anything you better make sure that that's right, •Bitch give me some respect, before I start acting like you ain't a black life, •All these niggas say they shooters, but never ever held a ruger, •Ain't even got a .380, little nigga shut up you're a loser, •Don't talk about it I just do it, if they asking I ain't do it, •I know D-LO he'll pull it, that's why we made this murder music, •I ain't got no time for sensitive niggas who act like they're killers, •All my life been aggressive, you would think I was raised up by gorillas, •Hold team putting pressure, whole bunch of Ghosts on yo block we some drillers, •Best watch your mouth little nigga, before you get knocked out little nigga,