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Song title:
Memphis Bleek - Everybody
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[memphis bleek] Yea(uh huh) What they want god? Niggaz know the deal here Its real...yea [verse 1] I was told get money? stack what I can Born in the vile, a nigga never ran Seen niggaz get cut, shot, stabbed up and kidnapped Ran over, double crossed, killed for a stack of green ones Now I live life, do or die, marcy, son, evrybody trying to survive Maintain yo strip, cokaine this shit We aint leavin till we drain this shit Playin this shit, street life, but most of yall hate bleek right? Im supposed to keep heat right? So you can haul the heat right, who really give a fuck though I grew up amongst cut-throats, nigga, we all want dough Its a all out thing, drugz produce cream, gunz produce human beingz Nigga what you think? I got one, stop one, naw Drop one, cant stop one, Im here till the copz come [chorus] If you got money, everybody wants some If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some When a nigga get right, everybody wants some If you got money, everybody wants some If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some When a nigga get right, everybody wants some [verse 2] By my area code, you know Im able to roll Im a brook-nam nigga, we lock and load Dodge yall, my hungry niggaz spot yall Ready to bury niggaz wit 50 shots yall You hot god Stop yall, from poppin yall lil nickels to morocan zones Im making somebody cripple The strips the issue and my dogz will sic you While yo body bag flow, the body bags full I twist kelly over backboard, ready to puish the caddy on the curb And smack dudes, Im wit o.g cars, flip ozs huh? Dont sleep huh Im tryin to eat huh Real to the heart, you real? We can start a lil somethin togetha, start frontin togetha Get this money right, muthafuck, hater niggaz Shots to them traitor niggaz, and fake niggaz Yo, muthafuckazz... [chorus] If you got money, everybody wants some If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some When a nigga get right, everybody wants some If you got money, everybody wants some If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some When a nigga get right, everybody wants some [verse 3] Yo dead or alive Im forced to put the metal to guyz Raise my right under oath, I aint tellin no lies Im wanted alive, last nigga try to survive Blast niggaz, you can ask niggaz how to get by Stay rollin alive, brand choclates huh Gunz so big, by time you see the spark, you die Niggaz ordered a spy, wont stop till we all in the sky Or get caught bustin down the pie Crack a bottle for niggaz who aint here or doin time In the box, gettin stops, burnt blocks for dimes All my niggaz sittin, tented wit .9mms Been doin or still in it wit crimes, fuck the innocent kind I aint repentin till I die, gettin head is my aliby I wasnt there when niggaz blazed and that coward died Ill make a stiff make you niggaz raise up, blaze up Yo last days is up, mufuckazzz.... [chorus] If you got money, everybody wants some If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some When a nigga get right, everybody wants some If you got money, everybody wants some If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some When a nigga get right, everybody wants some If you got money, everybody wants some If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some When a nigga get right, everybody wants some Muthafuckaz........ Faggot ass niggaz always want some when A nigga get some get yo own u bastardz My clique gon forever shine for nine-nine Past three like the year, want it? Get it nigga.....
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