For My Niggaz

Lyrics

[Chorus: Killa B] For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas For the niggas gettin' smoked out, loced out, loced out For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas For the niggas gettin' smoked out, loced out, loced out For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas For the niggas gettin' smoked out, loced out, loced out For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas For the niggas gettin' smoked out, loced out, loced out For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas For the niggas gettin' smoked out, loced out, loced out For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas For the niggas gettin' smoked out, loced out, loced out [Verse 1: Lil John John] Loced out, smoked out, a player that's from the fuckin' South Blinked out on the chronic sack, ready to sweat the fuckin' track Boomin' yam, don't give a damn about these stupid traitin' hoes Ridin' clean, rollin' mean, Cadillac with Octavos Scopin' out them wealthy tricks 'cause I'm fresh, bitches on my dick Smokin' and chokin' and blowin' the B-U-D, hangin' with the Triple Six Just bought a quarter ounce of eight, sit back, sippin' on Alizé Mind blinkin' out, player with clout, loads the ten, cough and just commits to spray Chronic is in my brain cells, cheifin' all day, mane, I'm high as hell Campaignin' in the 'Lac, cheifin' on the sack, sippin' on the champagne High as hell, eyes are read off that fuckin' chronic, G I-N-K, Alizé, chicken fuckin' with my memory Roll the junt, cheif the blunt, mane, just take a hard pull Drunk as hell, can't you tell? Off that sweet malt liquor bowl Paranoid from the ink, finger always on the trigger Blowin' ink, I'm so blink 'cause this is for my fuckin' niggas (Niggas, niggas, niggas) [Chorus: Killa B] For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas For the niggas gettin' smoked out, loced out, loced out For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas For the niggas gettin' smoked out, loced out, loced out For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas For the niggas gettin' smoked out, loced out, loced out For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas For the niggas gettin' smoked out, loced out, loced out [Verse 2: Lil John John] My pimpin' is so fuckin' thick, on the track boomin' bricks Makin' stangs, watch your back 'cause a real player ain't barin' this shit Blinked out, from the South, pimpin' ass nigga with so much clout Pass me the fuckin' junt, my blunt is so fuckin' stout Cheifin' on that reefer, I'm so high off that shotgun smoke I-N-K, indica, chronic is makin' me chokin'-choke Mane, I think I'm goin' insane, indo goin' through my brain Blowin' ink, blowin' ink, and now it's time to campaign' Oz's and B-U-D, rollin' J-O-I-N-T's Cheifin' hay, all day, drinkin' on the Tanqueray Roll up a fat mack blunt, I hit the junt and then I pass it around Vamp up to the liquor store get some Yak and get a pint of Crown Hit the crib, split your wig if you say one word, punk Put the twelve gauge in your face and say lay your ass down in my trunk Smoked out, I'm about to click on you funky hoes Gigglin', laughin', 'cause I full of that Indo Paranoid from the ink (For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas gettin') Finger always on the trigger Deadly night, high as a kite (Smoked out, loced out, loced out) 'Cause this is for my fuckin' niggas [Outro: Lil John John] For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas For the niggas gettin' smoked out, loced out, loced out Yeah, know what I'm sayin' This Lil John John in this motherfucker I send the shouts out to my nigga DJ Paul Lil Jason in Hamelton, Corb and E My nigga Pun, my nigga Carlos D And I'm out this motherfucker for the 9-4 And yeah, I also send the shouts out to the Triple Six, bitch Yeah, if you got ana' with this pimp shit, mane You can suck my motherfuckin' dick 'cause this is for my motherfuckin' niggas Bitch (For the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas, for the niggas gettin')