D4MN (Down For My Niggaz)

[Hook] Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas [Verse 1] Fuck the world, I don't need a rubber Tat to my face, I look like trouble Bruh I got the plug like wires Fuck bad hoes and get blown like tires When I was seventeen I ain't have no laws Shit I put a thousand grams in that Cobalt Shit I put a hundred jits in that ho jaw Keep my niggas on my side like coleslaw Got bars like jail Write my niggas that's locked up, that's what I call a Gmail Spit Hell, I was born in the bottom Mama drank when she was pregnant, I was born on the bottle Light one up for me, you know I'm on probation I should of took the time but I was getting impatient Life's a bitch, fuck it, face it The money keep calling, I'mma have a conversation I just met a virgin, call that ho rookie Bust the pussy open like a fortune cookie Fuck you and the pussy that you came from On top of the beef like A1 I'm in the streets with death around the corner Fuck the police, R.I.P. Chris Dorner Thinking 'bout the pussy that I had last night I had to drop in it, half-pipe Know y'all niggas got me fucked up Put the gun to his grill, now he really slugged up Uh, dread-head in a Crown-Vic' All my niggas be rapping, that's what I call a sound clique Uh, and I love my baby mama Even though I hate that ho mama I really feel like a man now Real proud, I gave my mama her first grandchild Uh, and I ain't change for nothing Nigga what I look like, Joe Budden? My manager won't like that But I don't give a fuck, these niggas gon' have to fight back Man fuck them niggas, ASAP For my Florida niggas, we gon' get this payback Young Triple 6 niggas get heat wave Make a ho dip low, no not the DJ And I keep the work in the dresser Fuck them other hipsters, I'm down for my heshers If you ain't get the fucking picture (gun shots) Bitch I die for my niggas [Hook]