All Gold Everything (Keymix)

[Hook: x2] Man there's hoes all where I ain't, hoes all on that block Told ya I ain't playin, don't believe me – get shot Don't believe me – get shot, don't believe me – get shot Nigga nigga nigga don't believe me – get shot, don't believe me – get shot [Verse:] Mob stones ain't for fuck, no way I'm a well-known young drug dealer In the clubs, mad guns with us And man hundreds of bitches fuckin with us I got 2 snickers like 2 Pac I don't truce niggas down the rooftop Making flying shit but talking flying shit DOA, flies and shit Everybody ganged real, everybody ganged bill But if everybody would just be their self Then the world would have a gudda feel Cause if I feel like fuck you When I see you I'm a snuff you I'm a cut you, gun but you Cock cock back and buck you Man I shot this pussy, I'm jettin Shot this pussy now I'm jettin When the police come, the world is mum All the witnesses are forgettin 5 6, seat low Gambling with my freedom Got a hot now like ethrow But it's Troy Ave, I'm me ho One to one, I'm the one It was Big J, bad man with son Sun mean and I shine You know my jewelry too cause I grind With the coke thing, blow thing Til your head cut open Rockstar, smoke things All you base but they pipe steam Tear drop but no cryin This some good shit says Brian If it's straight drop then they buyin They demand that, I'm supplyin Point 2 and they flyin I make a point too with that iron If I point to you they firin Lord strike me if I'm lyin [Hook: x2] Man there's hoes all where I ain't, hoes all on that block Told ya I ain't playin, don't believe me – get shot Don't believe me – get shot, don't believe me – get shot Nigga nigga nigga don't believe me – get shot, don't believe me – get shot