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Yeah
Serious now
Serious

All my niggas
ONE TWO
Line up and
COME THROUGH
I got shit for all of you to wild out and
DUMB TO
Back and bust your gun too
Nowhere to run to
This shit is the jerk
So run your jewels and your ones too
All my bitches
WHAT WHAT
I like your whole strut
Bounce and hold your ass out
Make it open and close shut
Watch me bust a whole nut
Right over your whole butt
Slice you down with the dick
Just like you was a cold cut
OH FUCK
Now watch me dig all in your whole gut
Stuff it like a roast duck
Fucking packing a toast
WHAT WHAT
What about you slapping the shit up out ya
Flipmode
We them niggas
And I'ma always shout ya
See how we high rollers
Smoking till we high zoning
Niggas on the corner
Clutter the streets in the nights roaming
Now see how we got you open
My niggas hold your post
Bitches if your riding with me
Let's see who rocks the most

[Chorus:]
All my niggas (What what)
We coming through (What what)
Repping for my niggas and my bitches too (What what)
Back and bust your gun too
Nowhere to run to
Black out in the truck
Until there's no club to come to
All my bitches (What what)
We coming through (What what)
Repping for my bitches and my niggas too (What what)
Bounce and shake your ass out
Break fool and black out
Hit you with some shit
That will make all y'all just pass out

Know I keep that hot shit
Fuck up your block shit
Have y'all niggas stupid
On some straight cock your glock shit
Everytime we drop shit
There's no way to stop shit
Bust y'all niggas ass
Then like to sit back and pop shit
Yo we bout to lace y'all
Deface the place y'all
With shit that feel just like
A fucking foot in your face y'all
Is you with me?
(HELL YEAH!)
Before I hit y'all
Flipmode be the niggas
That will be sure to split y'all
We will never quit y'all
We won't permit y'all
Whack niggas to come inside
Like they be the shit y'all
FUCK THAT!
Yeah you know we blaze
And we wreck shop
Put it down for live niggas
While we watch the next fly
All my niggas pass through
Before we blast you
This shit so real
I don't have no need to gash you
We will never calm down
We won't put the bombs down
Rep for all my niggas
And we won't put the arms down
(Yeah you know we keep it coming)
Yo people is good for nothing
(Ay yo!)
Hot to death with shit that always keep you jumping
And rush the dance hall
Until all they ass fall
I make you other corny niggas
Get off the damn wall
And then we bless y'all
With the currently fresh y'all
And hit y'all niggas with flavor
Nothing less than the best y'all
Now we see how we got you open
My niggas hold your post
All my bitches wylin with me
Let's see who rocks the most

[Chorus:]
All my niggas (What what)
We coming through (What what)
Repping for my niggas and my bitches too (What what)
Back and bust your gun too
Nowhere to run to
Black out in the truck
Until there's no club to come to
All my bitches (What what)
We coming through (What what)
Repping for my bitches and my niggas too (What what)
Bounce and shake your ass out
Break fool and black out
Hit you with some shit
That will make all y'all just pass out
Yeah   Serious now   Serious      All my niggas   ONE TWO   Line up and   COME THROUGH   I got shit for all of you to wild out and   DUMB TO   Back and bust your gun too   Nowhere to run to   This shit is the jerk   So run your jewels and your ones too   All my bitches   WHAT WHAT   I like your whole strut   Bounce and hold your ass out   Make it open and close shut   Watch me bust a whole nut   Right over your whole butt   Slice you down with the dick   Just like you was a cold cut   OH FUCK   Now watch me dig all in your whole gut   Stuff it like a roast duck   Fucking packing a toast   WHAT WHAT   What about you slapping the shit up out ya   Flipmode   We them niggas   And I'ma always shout ya   See how we high rollers   Smoking till we high zoning   Niggas on the corner   Clutter the streets in the nights roaming   Now see how we got you open   My niggas hold your post   Bitches if your riding with me   Let's see who rocks the most      [Chorus:]   All my niggas (What what)   We coming through (What what)   Repping for my niggas and my bitches too (What what)   Back and bust your gun too   Nowhere to run to   Black out in the truck   Until there's no club to come to   All my bitches (What what)   We coming through (What what)   Repping for my bitches and my niggas too (What what)   Bounce and shake your ass out   Break fool and black out   Hit you with some shit   That will make all y'all just pass out      Know I keep that hot shit   Fuck up your block shit   Have y'all niggas stupid   On some straight cock your glock shit   Everytime we drop shit   There's no way to stop shit   Bust y'all niggas ass   Then like to sit back and pop shit   Yo we bout to lace y'all   Deface the place y'all   With shit that feel just like   A fucking foot in your face y'all   Is you with me?   (HELL YEAH!)   Before I hit y'all   Flipmode be the niggas   That will be sure to split y'all   We will never quit y'all   We won't permit y'all   Whack niggas to come inside   Like they be the shit y'all   FUCK THAT!   Yeah you know we blaze   And we wreck shop   Put it down for live niggas   While we watch the next fly   All my niggas pass through   Before we blast you   This shit so real   I don't have no need to gash you   We will never calm down   We won't put the bombs down   Rep for all my niggas   And we won't put the arms down   (Yeah you know we keep it coming)   Yo people is good for nothing   (Ay yo!)   Hot to death with shit that always keep you jumping   And rush the dance hall   Until all they ass fall   I make you other corny niggas   Get off the damn wall   And then we bless y'all   With the currently fresh y'all   And hit y'all niggas with flavor   Nothing less than the best y'all   Now we see how we got you open   My niggas hold your post   All my bitches wylin with me   Let's see who rocks the most      [Chorus:]   All my niggas (What what)   We coming through (What what)   Repping for my niggas and my bitches too (What what)   Back and bust your gun too   Nowhere to run to   Black out in the truck   Until there's no club to come to   All my bitches (What what)   We coming through (What what)   Repping for my bitches and my niggas too (What what)   Bounce and shake your ass out   Break fool and black out   Hit you with some shit   That will make all y'all just pass out