[Intro: Anthony J. Hilder]
The big picture, they want it all. They want to enslave your child, your wife, your mother, there isn't anything that you ever had, there isn't anything you own. There isn't any right that you possess that they're not planning on taking away. They want it all!
[Chorus]
Some niggas Blood and some niggas Crip (uh-huh)
Some niggas thugs and some niggas is bitch (what)
Some niggas ain't got nothin' some niggas rich (you heard?)
Some niggas die frontin' and some live in this shit (for real)
Some niggas Blood and some niggas Crip (uh-huh)
Some niggas thugs and some niggas is bitch (what)
Some niggas ain't got nothin' some niggas rich (you heard?)
Some niggas die frontin' and some live in this shit (for real)
[Verse 1]
Ayo, we play for keeps, taught from day one how to blaze the heat
Three-hundred and sixty ways to eat, razor blade your meat
I'm getting something, if not, then I'm hitting something
Definitely, especially if my ribs is touching
Out for mine, for your shines I'll blow you out your mind
You could throw a thousand signs
I'm only concerned about the dollar signs
Stashing my cheese, stashing my crack in back of my Fi
State to state, nationally!
Actually, factually
I'll fracture every member of your faculty, send your cavalry!
I got M1's and macs with me, send your cash to me
I'll have them niggas scared to ask for me
Throw your man off the Tappan Zee
Other members of your running, where the traffic be?
Hollaring "he busting big guns, they coming after me"
I'm wilding, real live shit, ain't no acting B
It's not a game, we ain't playing
Dun, we spraying, won't stop till everyone laying on the pavement
Every nigga you came with is getting painted
We specialize in wetting guys, technicalize
Smith & Wessun-ilize, I've seen the best of them die
Especially, testing I, put the Tec to your eye
So you can see death, take a deep breath
And say goodbye, Why!?
[Chorus]
Some niggas Blood and some niggas Crip (uh-huh)
Some niggas thugs and some niggas is bitch (what)
Some niggas ain't got nothin' some niggas rich (you heard?)
Some niggas die frontin' and some live in this shit (for real)
Some niggas Blood and some niggas Crip (uh-huh)
Some niggas thugs and some niggas is bitch (what)
Some niggas ain't got nothin' some niggas rich (you heard?)
Some niggas die frontin' and some live in this shit (for real)
[Verse 2]
Streets is too real, thug nowadays is to ill
Fuck a hundred thou, I need a few mil
Even if it leaves you killed
You resting in peace, I rest with blue steel
I'm even wetting police and Navy blue seals
How crazy you feel!?
Militant click, ten in the whip
I know Bohemians with, plenty of chips
Pull this off and we'll be rich, filthiest top billing milkiest
In the Hamptons, out on the mansions where they live
They on some ram shit, Hindu niggas, reading Sanskrit
I want a man by every exit so they can't split
Rush the crib, all we see is candles lit
Yo, they got gold cows, gold owls, on some chanting shit
Tie them up, red dot them up, fuck the ransom shit
Hit the safe, chips in the case, back to the whip
Dun, we laced, back to BK, Albany, relaxed in the PJ's
Splitting mathematics on a weekday
South of P chases stuffed inside of briefcases quiet money!
Keep our mouth shut like Freemasons, paid men
[Chorus]
Some niggas Blood and some niggas Crip (uh-huh)
Some niggas thugs and some niggas is bitch (what)
Some niggas ain't got nothin' some niggas rich (you heard?)
Some niggas die frontin' and some live in this shit (for real)
Some niggas Blood and some niggas Crip (uh-huh)
Some niggas thugs and some niggas is bitch (what)
Some niggas ain't got nothin' some niggas rich (you heard?)
Some niggas die frontin' and some live in this shit (for real)
[Verse 3]
We from the housing bricks pushing year two-thousand whips
We went from ounces to bricks, house on the cliff
Thousands on the wrist, got a crew of wild villains
That's down to flip, down to spit
Real live thugs above the counterfeit
Real live drug, under the counter shit, a pound a hit
Who you riding with might be the nigga you dying with
Shot on fire we shot niggas cause they was wired kid
New drops up, pull rooftops up
Shoot your spots up, put piranhas in your hot tub
Might be a bomb under the cork next time you pop bub, nigga!