[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Can't fuck with these niggas, they cross you
Don't fuck with them niggas, they losers
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
Baby mama mad 'cause all these bitches wanna fuck me
In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go two-hundred
Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
Go get the money, nigga, that's all we know
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters

[Verse 1: Jay Fizzle]
Cous' ain't gotta introduce me
When you see me, nigga, know I'm the shooter
Keep it gangsta, young niggas ridin' with me
Strapped with Glocks and Uzis
These bitches they snakes, they rougish
These niggas they fake, they bogus
Philly cheese, I'm loaded
That's why I keep it loaded
My main bitch say it's over
I fucked lil' shawty over
I dropped her off at work then invited her sister over
I'm a dawg, I'm a dawg, I'm a dawg
That's how I'm rollin'
Fuck lil' shawty good, I got lil' mama payin' homage
Ridin' in somethin' foreign with two Dracos on me
The car, it go two-hundred so I got to keep two hundreds
These niggas out here scared, that's why they steady runnin'
Paper Route, we run this, my shooters gettin' money
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