6 Figga Nigga

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah--Oh yeah! You motherfuckers riding with me? Oh yeah They know I got that iron with me. Oh yeah [Chorus] This shit is for my block, my hood, my set, my city The Kings, the Bloods, the Crips, they with me The divas, the bitches, the dimes, the deuces My set-a-nigga-up hoes, the strippers, the boosters The snatchings, kidnappings, it happens So often, the murders, the burglars Be careful where your walkin' The East, the West, the North, the South Stay on point 'cause niggas will run up in your house [Verse 1] Boy I'ma 6 figga nigga doing what I gotta do Wave cap, gray black, Maybach powder blue Bitch go get my money--make daddy proud of you Look at them bitches stand, they probably sour too Bitch you know how we do, G4s, Bentley Coupes Riding round town. Buck, Snoop, countin' up my loot I'm from the East coast but I be out west Tank top, Cali bud, all day around breast Give me a couple minutes I be all in they mind And not just one or two, three or four at a time I'll be all in her spine, if your daughter's a dime Meet her at eight and I'll be gone by a quarter to nine [Chorus] This shit is for my block, my hood, my set, my city The Kings, the Bloods, the Crips, they with me The divas, the bitches, the dimes, the deuces My set-a-nigga-up hoes, the strippers, the boosters The snatchings, kidnappings, it happens So often, the murders, the burglars Be careful where your walkin' The East, the West, the North, the South Stay on point 'cause niggas will run up in your house This shit is for my block, my hood, my set, my city The Kings, the Bloods, the Crips, they with me The divas, the bitches, the dimes, the deuces My set-a-nigga-up hoes, the strippers, the boosters The snatchings, kidnappings, it happens So often, the murders, the burglars Be careful where your walkin' The East, the West, the North, the South Stay on point 'cause niggas will run up in your house [Verse 2] Niggas be hatin' on me baby, so I keep a hot one .44, .45, MAC-10 and shotgun Get tha fuck out of here, or catch a hot one You can stunt all you want, but not on my block son See when the cops come, niggas sprint, hop, run Get caught, don't talk, learn to keep a locked tongue I'm from the South side, but I be up north Disrespect me get your head blown the f**k off Nigga's is butt soft, I don't pay 'em no mind You Just another bitch with my name in your rhyme You'll need your sunglasses on the way that I shine You don't want me flaming that 9 [Chorus] This shit is for my block, my hood, my set, my city The Kings, the Bloods, the Crips, they with me The divas, the bitches, the dimes, the deuces My set-a-nigga-up hoes, the strippers, the boosters The snatchings, kidnappings, it happens So often, the murders, the burglars Be careful where your walkin' The East, the West, the North, the South Stay on point 'cause niggas will run up in your house
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Credits
- Writers
- Lloyd Banks