My Niggaz

Lyrics

[Intro: BandGang Paid Will] This for all my niggas gone This for all my niggas in the cell Hold y'all head, ayy Gon' keep this shit goin' nigga (fuck whoever snitchin') Shit ain't gon' never stop nigga (fuck all the opps) Y'all know how we comin' nigga The family, ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 1: BandGang Paid Will] Came from nothing nigga Real shit, I really had to struggle niggas (them facts) Whole team gone so it's really down to a couple niggas (them facts) Brodie took the time, ain't say a word, that's why I love you nigga (love you bro) We was down bad, we'll take somethin' like fuck a nigga (fuck him) Shit got real, feds sent pressure, got the whole fam locked (free gang) Brodie ain't learn, he still keep a gun, he just like Hancock (damn) Mozzy where you at? I'm headed your way, hoppin' on the red eye (here I come) Long way from home, still got a real killer on standby That money ain't changed shit Only brung the people on us (man) Ain't no easy lick, you better let him know We keep them pistols on us (we keep them bitches) Don't worry nigga, we gon' wake 'em up For them bitches sleepin' on us (huh?) RIP Dots, keep watchin' over Gang gang, bitch free the soldiers, nigga [Chorus: BandGang Paid Will] This for my niggas dead and gone This for my niggas that's all locked This for my niggas sendin' them thangs This for my niggas sittin' in them spots Feds put on that pressure, bitches tried to take us out Had to make it through that storm, I had to switch all my routes This for my niggas dead and gone This for my niggas that's all locked This for my niggas sendin' them thangs This for my niggas sittin' in them spots Feds put on that pressure, bitches tried to take us out Had to make it through that storm, I had to switch all my routes [Verse 2: Mozzy] We into poppin' niggas even though that shit come with consequences Ain't try the gang life, I told lil brother stay optimistic You gotta fall back when you be doin' hits, you can't talk to niggas He need a JPay for that flip phone so he can call the killers I fuck with Lil Dallas 'cause he want for nothin' Yeah he end up ballin' zilla The army keep callin' and callin' I told him I got him tomorrow nigga Go vow for your people and treat 'em all equal If they real ball them niggas Shout out to shooters, they shoot up your Uber If you in the car with niggas Shout out my granny, she posted my bond When they tried to charge a nigga I know I'm a target, stash for the carbon We gotta move smarter nigga For the love of the gang, don't mention the name And that's on my daughter nigga For the love of the gang, don't mention the name And that's on my daughter nigga [Chorus: BandGang Paid Will] This for my niggas dead and gone This for my niggas that's all locked This for my niggas sendin' them thangs This for my niggas sittin' in them spots Feds put on that pressure, bitches tried to take us out Had to make it through that storm, I had to switch all my routes This for my niggas dead and gone This for my niggas that's all locked This for my niggas sendin' them thangs This for my niggas sittin' in them spots Feds put on that pressure, bitches tried to take us out Had to make it through that storm, I had to switch all my routes [Verse 3: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Made it through that storm nigga, all I seen was a drought Man that bitch seen me on the 'Gram, now my dick all in her mouth Got my bitch snortin' that Rick James, slumpin' all on my couch Got them bows for the LeBron James, twenty-three, they en route Two of my niggas turned fed Can't wait to hear they dead, hey, hey One of my niggas burned bread Hit him everywhere but his head, hey, hey Them boys I'm with don't rat Them boys I'm with, they shred Hey them boys I'm with don't care Fuck around and rob your kids Hey I got this lil black steel For niggas they thinkin' they big, hey How you rollin' with a snitch Nigga and you know he a pig? Hey don't lie to me say that's cookies Nigga you know that's mid Hey bitch don't ask what's in my cup Bitch you know that's red, hey [Verse 4: BandGang Masoe] Bitch we made it through it And if there's any problems we bring capers to it Sweet money fluid, we was movin' foolish, Glocks, fuck a coolant Man my mama praid for me daily I'm good mom, pray for them babies Shooters goin' brazy, watch the news daily Make sure they gravy, know the opps hate me, huh I ain't never told on shit, doesn't make sense, why would I snitch? They can come with A, yeah they gonna come with We gon' kill anybody, you can go get it Tip to the death, nigga how could I switch? Dog was our dog 'til he told, now he bitch Rollie on wrist, wet your whole fit The biddy never sold, real gang gang bitch Lost twenty niggas to the chain gang quick Zone on his way, he'll bang that bitch [?] too, tuck your chain in bitch Silly nigga Christmas, got green like the Grinch Can't go broke 'cause the fiends need fix Had good aim without the beam on the fifth Rich or poor I'ma still squeeze it out the bitch If I wasn't rappin' I'd still be hittin' licks, bitch [Chorus: BandGang Paid Will] This for my niggas dead and gone This for my niggas that's all locked This for my niggas sendin' them thangs This for my niggas sittin' in them spots Feds put on that pressure, bitches tried to take us out Had to make it through that storm, I had to switch all my routes This for my niggas dead and gone This for my niggas that's all locked This for my niggas sendin' them thangs This for my niggas sittin' in them spots Feds put on that pressure, bitches tried to take us out Had to make it through that storm, I had to switch all my routes