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  • G Herbo – All Day Lyrics

    [Intro: G Herbo]
    Young Chop on the beat
    G Herbo
    You know I’m a street nigga–real street nigga and that’s common sense
    Everybody know you ‘posed to get money, stay out the way

    Lookin’ down the barrel of that hammer for my last time
    Made me slow down, look at life
    Why I’m just gon’ give you mine?
    ’09 I was doin’ fine
    Broke as fuck, school shirts, on the bus
    Since I been gettin’ paper, shit ain’t holdin’ up
    I never break nigga, fold for what?
    Every damn waist still loaded up
    Roll it up
    If you throwin’ Bs, nigga, hold it up
    Niggas know what up
    If you book me for a show, know I sold it up
    Soon as he pull up through the back of the door, got them poles wit’ us
    And I’m froze as fuck
    Only pick up 10K bankrolls and up
    10K, that’s a backend
    Pull another 100 racks out the bank, put it back in
    Be safe if you lackin’
    How ’bout blow the whole 30 shots and get back in?
    Keep your head up in the rack then
    Yeah, okay, get whacked then
    Better have in your back then
    Better keep the strap on your lap then
    Better keep your homies on [?]
    I’m just gon’ put one up in yo’ chest then
    Better go faster than the feds then
    Okay, we givin’ face shots, nothin’ less than
    On the block 24, no restin’
    Stand over niggas, drop 10 out FNs
    I don’t give a fuck, I done lost my best friend
    All this money must be why I’m stressed then
    Too many times I was close to death in the streets
    I’ma keep gridin’, keep gettin’ checks in
    Gotta kill by any means
    Enemy next to me
    I can’t accept defeat
    Pickin’ up three [?] every weekend, that’s a least 60 racks a week

    [Chorus: G Herbo]
    Alleys, corners, hallways
    Placin’ orders all day
    Postin’ out there wit’ them pistols all day
    I been wit’ my niggas out there all day
    Alleys, corners, hallways
    Placin’ orders all day
    Postin’ out there wit’ them pistols all day
    I been wit’ my niggas out there all day

    [Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
    Everything I gotta grind for
    You know I work hard for mines, bro
    They showed me love when I was broke, then they changed when I singed, bro
    Everybody turn their back on me
    Swear to God, that’s a fact homie
    At first them niggas they was black wit’ me, then they went a little black on me
    They got a little more dogs
    I got a little more smart
    I backed away from that bullshit, then I got a little more far
    I’m the most gangster nigga from my city
    I don’t wanna know ’cause it ain’t my business
    I don’t give a fuck about her feelings
    Fuck that bitch I don’t want that bitch, I don’t want dealings
    I was in a drug bust wit’ my dope on the backseat
    Gun on the front seat wit’ my ankle bracelet on my feet
    I been on the block all day
    Shot a nigga in the hallway
    Have you ever ran in the corner store, pulled a stickup broad day?
    Shout out grandma ’cause she put me out
    Shout out every nigga ever [?] me out
    Same nigga threw a cross at me, same nigga that ain’t wit’ me now
    Same niggas when I went to jail, they ain’t make my [?]
    Same bitch broke bad when I did time
    Same nigga fucked my bitch when I was on the run

    [Chorus: G Herbo]
    Alleys, corners, hallways
    Placin’ orders all day
    Postin’ out there wit’ them pistols all day
    I been wit’ my niggas out there all day
    Alleys, corners, hallways
    Placin’ orders all day
    Postin’ out there wit’ them pistols all day
    I been wit’ my niggas out there all day


  • Soulja Boy – Diamonds Bitin’ (feat. Boosie Badazz) (King Soulja 6 Mixtape) letras

    [Intro]
    (Young Chop on the beat)
    Yeah man I don’t know what the fuck going on man
    Yeah man try to size this shit up nigga, stacks on deck
    Pussy ass nigga fuck
    Got me and Trill Sammy in this bitch
    Ay, yeah, skrt, yeah, ay
    Ay, (baow yeah-yeah-yeah)

    [Hook: Soulja Boy]
    Forgiato what I’m riding
    All of my diamonds they biting
    Chopper bullets hit like titans
    Draco bullets hit like lightening
    All of my diamonds, they biting
    Kicking shit like I’m Bison
    Smoking purple like Vikings
    All of my diamonds, they biting
    [Hook: Soulja Boy]
    Forgiato what I’m riding
    All of my diamonds they biting
    Chopper bullets hit like titans
    Draco bullets hit like lightening
    All of my diamonds, they biting
    Kicking shit like I’m Bison
    Smoking purple like Vikings
    All of my diamonds, they biting

    [Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
    Hit the highway it’s time to take a trip
    Look at my neck, cuban link water whip
    Hop out the ‘Rari looking like the president
    Me and Trill Sammy in Miami kicking shit
    Pour out the Hi-Tech, I pour out the Actavis
    Riding through the block posted with savages
    Grab up the brick then we ship it and package it
    Draco make a nigga do backflips
    Ice out my wrist then I ice out my other ear
    Broke gang, nigga get the fuck out of here
    Hop out the ‘Rari a nigga too rich
    Come get your bitch, she all on my dick
    Come here for serving, I came here for trapping
    Catch me in Zone 1 and I’m packing
    All of my niggas, you know we got ratchets
    Pull up on your block, what the fuck bracking?

    [Hook: Soulja Boy]
    Forgiato what I’m riding
    All of my diamonds they biting
    Chopper bullets hit like titans
    Draco bullets hit like lightening
    All of my diamonds, they biting
    Kicking shit like I’m Bison
    Smoking purple like Vikings
    All of my diamonds, they biting

    [Hook: Soulja Boy]
    Forgiato what I’m riding
    All of my diamonds they biting
    Chopper bullets hit like titans
    Draco bullets hit like lightening
    All of my diamonds, they biting
    Kicking shit like I’m Bison
    Smoking purple like Vikings
    All of my diamonds, they biting

    [Verse 2: Trill Sammy]
    Beat the pussy, I’m Tyson
    None of these bitches I’m wifing
    Hop in the coupe with no license
    Most of these bitches be trifling
    Pouring the lean till I go to sleep
    Come get your bitch, she up under me
    Make her bend it on Versace sheets
    Call up the plug for a 100 piece
    Yeah my lil bitch up in Hollywood
    Smoking that gas out a backwood
    Dropping that top up in your hood
    The (?) it’s all good
    I’m leaving the bank and it’s all blue
    Watch how I walk in Chanel shoes
    Just cracked the seal, yeah that brand new
    Sending them shots through your bullet proof

    [Hook: Soulja Boy]
    Forgiato what I’m riding
    All of my diamonds they biting
    Chopper bullets hit like titans
    Draco bullets hit like lightening
    All of my diamonds, they biting
    Kicking shit like I’m Bison
    Smoking purple like Vikings
    All of my diamonds, they biting

    [Hook: Soulja Boy]
    Forgiato what I’m riding
    All of my diamonds they biting
    Chopper bullets hit like titans
    Draco bullets hit like lightening
    All of my diamonds, they biting
    Kicking shit like I’m Bison
    Smoking purple like Vikings
    All of my diamonds, they biting