[Intro]
(SnapBackOnDaTrack)
Gang
All my niggas, man, R.I.P. all my niggas, man, all my dead homies, man
Squad
This for y'all, man
Fazoland, Roc Block, Ballin' like I'm Kobe, Pistol Gang, L's
[Verse 1]
To all my fallen squad (Squad)
Write your name across the sky
While I flame one to the brain and go and get high
And regardless of the pain, I ain't gon' cry
'Cause I can't never let no fuck nigga see me stuck, nigga
Hustle hard for them bucks, nigga, that's a must, nigga
I done lost so many real niggas, I can't trust niggas
So I keep my distance from niggas
Squad with me, bet I won't get touched, nigga
Got shots for him, shots for him
Niggas sayin', "Fuck Roc Block," send shots at them (Baow, baow)
Ten-zero on the scoreboard, sent shots again
Keep goin' nonstop 'til we drop lots of men
And I swear I lost so many of my guys (My niggas)
So I'm sippin' Remy, smokin' fifties for my guys (For my niggas)
Never let a nigga go on any of my guys
Ain't nobody fuckin with No Limit in my eyes (Gang)
Missin' my niggas, kushy and liquor, fours of the lean
R.I.P. Richie, hand me a Swisher
Paint up a picture of me and the squad still on the block
Before it went wrong and Kobe wasn't gone and Joc was still home (Free Joc)
Man, I remember, now my heart is cold as December
Gettin' money the only thing that's on my agenda
'Cause it's too many gone, but I'm still livin' on, stayin' strong, put my farewells in this song
(SnapBackOnDaTrack)
Gang
All my niggas, man, R.I.P. all my niggas, man, all my dead homies, man
Squad
This for y'all, man
Fazoland, Roc Block, Ballin' like I'm Kobe, Pistol Gang, L's
[Verse 1]
To all my fallen squad (Squad)
Write your name across the sky
While I flame one to the brain and go and get high
And regardless of the pain, I ain't gon' cry
'Cause I can't never let no fuck nigga see me stuck, nigga
Hustle hard for them bucks, nigga, that's a must, nigga
I done lost so many real niggas, I can't trust niggas
So I keep my distance from niggas
Squad with me, bet I won't get touched, nigga
Got shots for him, shots for him
Niggas sayin', "Fuck Roc Block," send shots at them (Baow, baow)
Ten-zero on the scoreboard, sent shots again
Keep goin' nonstop 'til we drop lots of men
And I swear I lost so many of my guys (My niggas)
So I'm sippin' Remy, smokin' fifties for my guys (For my niggas)
Never let a nigga go on any of my guys
Ain't nobody fuckin with No Limit in my eyes (Gang)
Missin' my niggas, kushy and liquor, fours of the lean
R.I.P. Richie, hand me a Swisher
Paint up a picture of me and the squad still on the block
Before it went wrong and Kobe wasn't gone and Joc was still home (Free Joc)
Man, I remember, now my heart is cold as December
Gettin' money the only thing that's on my agenda
'Cause it's too many gone, but I'm still livin' on, stayin' strong, put my farewells in this song
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