YG My N***a song lyrics
Feat Jeezy, Rich Homie Quan YG My N***a song lyrics
I'm talkin' 'bout puttin' on, ridin' out
Glocks in my ma's house
Front you with that work
I done front a niggas' work
He say you want that head up
But we don't fight fair brah
Catch you slippin' from your backside then knock you out
Ace gon' stomp you out then Buddah gon' stomp you out
Has momma ever seen you with a busted eye and busted mouth?
Nine milli pokin' out, fo'-fifth pokin' out
Death Row days, show you what this West Coast about
I'd die for my motherfuckin' nigga
Jump in front a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the stand I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin' nigga
Real talk, I don't really fuck with too many niggas
Cause niggas drop a dime on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle
Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I never put a hoe before my bro, don't beef over no hoe
And my niggas sell them keys if you can't open yo' door
Hope you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it rains it pours, it's dry for me and my fuckin' niggas
Yeah, I kill for my motherfuckin' niggas, vice versa
Eyes red from the Kush I blew, white person
Got my middle finger on the trigger and with my little finger to you niggas
I swear it's fuck all y'all niggas, except my niggas
Oww! Tunechi
I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin' outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my nigga
My nigga, my nigga (my motherfuckin' niggas)
My nigga, my nigga (my nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my nigga
I done spent a million dollars on my motherfuckin' niggas
You catch me out Chicago with them motherfuckin' hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will bring the trigger
And when we on the lean, we ain't fuckin with the liquor
I'mma buy a hundred bottles just to give it to the bitches
She kept likin' all my pictures
Cause she see the way I ball, how my wrist and that be lit up
Catch you at the red light, have ‘em screamin' "can't get up"
Same niggas from the bottom ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out on Collins screamin' "money ain't a thang"
In that red Mulsanne lookin' like I claim blood
And if homie ain't my homie then I know it ain't love
Screamin' out "4 Hunnid", YG that's my nigga
Cause I been in the field, life on the line with him
And if it's really real, I'll probably die with ‘em
Cause when I need them choppers, I just tell Tock hit ‘em
I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin' outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my nigga
My nigga, my nigga (my motherfuckin' niggas)
My nigga, my nigga (my nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my nigga
I just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse nigga
I don't know, is it me or is you thirst nigga?
You niggas ain't got no joints
Like the injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no point
I just come through with a couple bossy bitches
They get money too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi bitches
And if we at the game then it's floor seat bitches
I ride for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop rides for my bitches
Dollar menu, fries, apple pies for the bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta bitches
Bitches, my bitches
I need a nigga with some different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches and my side-bitches
Need a nigga with some good neck, ostriches
My niggas
I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin' outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my nigga
My nigga, my nigga (my motherfuckin' niggas)
My nigga, my nigga (my nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my nigga