All Around The World

Lyrics

[Intro: Jay 305] For the homies, gangbangers [Chorus: Jay 305] Gotta do somethin' for the gangbangers Gotta do somethin' for the hus' Gotta do somethin' for the players All my bad bitches dippin' down La Brea Gotta do somethin' for the East Side Gotta do somethin' for the West Side Gotta do somethin' for Decatur All my niggas down south stackin' paper All around the world Hoods around the world All around the world Hoods around the world [Verse 1: Jay 305] Crenshaw king, lil' homie set trippin' Dip it down west and made a right on they position My big cousin Dulo, he was always with the Crippin' My rellie on one, he was always with the whoopin' Dippin' down Slauson and I'm bumpin' Gucci Mane Head icy fresh, got VS's in my chain Diamonds so bitter like they dancin' in the rain Gotta keep it ghetto for forever, never change I'm everywhere like LA hood strikes on Instagram Hit shoppers shoppin', got at least a couple grams Gulf cannot give me love, nigga, stop playin' Jay 305 more LA than the Rams [Chorus: Jay 305 & YG] Gotta do somethin' for the gangbangers Gotta do somethin' for the hus' Gotta do somethin' for the players All my bad bitches dippin' down La Brea Gotta do somethin' for the East Side Gotta do somethin' for the West Side Gotta do somethin' for Decatur All my niggas down south stackin' paper All around the world Hoods around the world All around the world Hoods around the world (Yeah, yeah, four hundred) [Verse 2: YG] Gotta do somethin' for the Damus Gotta do somethin' for the Kiways Gotta do somethin' for my niggas in the pinta Changin' shoes for the three-ways Can't forget the eses, where you from? Throw it up Bang the wrong hood, get fucked up, oh Still set trippin', still ridin' with the Smith & They be like, "Why he do it? Man, that nigga worth a million" Man, that nigga got children Man, he hang with the villains Yeah, yeah, so what? Baby Don, that's a real one I'm a Tree Top nigga, I'm a Tree Top nigga Got rich and I ain't left the hood, nigga, I'm a real one If you ain't with this gangbangin' shit, I don't feel ya Don't holler at me, holler at, sike, I can't hear ya Talk bad 'bout the hood, but I love it The block need love too, so the YGs hug it, uh [Chorus: Jay 305] Gotta do somethin' for the gangbangers Gotta do somethin' for the hus' Gotta do somethin' for the players All my bad bitches dippin' down La Brea Gotta do somethin' for the East Side Gotta do somethin' for the West Side Gotta do somethin' for Decatur All my niggas down south stackin' paper All around the world Hoods around the world All around the world Hoods around the world [Verse 3: Jay 305] I'm 'bout to give you game, lil' homie, pay attention If you out here bangin', never leave without your pistol You can't sell dope and do dope, rappers ain't gon' tell ya Can't love a bitch and be a pimp, I ain't a rapper, I'm a felon He ran off on the plug, now the nigga AWOL Don't listen to these niggas, man, these niggas only talk We don't fuck with the sherm, it leave you dancin' in the rain Do up a lil' sign, do-do up a lil' sign Don't even trust your mama if the bitch is doin' 'caine Even if she get your sack, you still gon' have to pay So do it 'fore I, do-do it or I'ma [Chorus: Jay 305] Gotta do somethin' for the gangbangers Gotta do somethin' for the hus' Gotta do somethin' for the players All my bad bitches dippin' down La Brea Gotta do somethin' for the East Side Gotta do somethin' for the West Side Gotta do somethin' for Decatur All my niggas down south stackin' paper All around the world Hoods around the world All around the world Hoods around the world