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All day, nigga(Dead, ayy, ayy ayy ayy)All day, niggaHow long you niggas ball? All day, niggaHow much time you spent at the mall? All day, niggaHow many runners do you got on call? All day, niggaSwish, swish, how long they keep you in court? All day, niggaTake you to get this fly? All day, niggaTell your P.O. how-how long you been high? All day, niggaYou already know I’m straight from the Chi, all day, niggaSouth, south, south side! All day, niggaThis Ye, niggaShoppin' for the winter, and it’s just May, niggaBall so hard, man, this shit cray, niggaAnd you ain't gettin' money 'less you got eight figuresFor that Jesus piece, man, I've been saved, niggaJust talked to Farrakhan, that's sensei, niggaTold him I've been on ten since the 10th grade, niggaGot a middle finger longer than Dikembe, my nigga, uhI don't let 'em play with meI don't let 'em talk to me no kind of wayUh, they better watch what they say to meNiggas still gettin' popped on the day to dayYeah I still got the hundred with the small face, niggaLetras de cancionesMight spend 50 racks on my off day, niggaYou a fake Denzel like the Allstate niggaIf you run into me, better have Allstate with you, uhYou a Rico Suave niggaRide around listening to Sade, niggaIf you ain't with us, you in our way, niggaYou an actor, you should be on Broadway, niggaCause you do shit the broad way, niggaYour bitch got an ass, but my broad way thickerLate for the class, in the hallway, niggaYeah, the dropout at it as always, nigga, as alwaysAll day, niggaI took a young sweet breath, and I reached into my headGave him what I had leftAt that moment I dispersedAt that moment I dispersedAll day, niggaHow-h-how long you ball? All day, niggaHow much time you spent at the mall? All day, niggaHow long it take you to get this fly? All day, niggaTell your P.O. how-how long you been high? All day, niggaPour some Hen out for my niggas that died, all day, niggaAnd I keep a bad bitch on the passenger side, all day, niggaYou already know that I’m straight from the Chi, all day, niggaSouth, south, south side! All day, niggaI could do this all day, boy, I'm finna turn this bitch outThey need that Ye in the streets, boy, there's been a motherfucking droughtDon't really matter what I make, boy, you know I still go wildLike a light skinned slave, boy, we in the mothafuckin' houseRight now, you lookin' real sus right nowI swear I've been on this flight like a month right nowStupid niggas gettin' money, Forrest Gump right nowShout-out to Jackie Chan, I need to stunt right nowThey've been lookin' at the Gram, I've been lookin' at the GrammysLike, woo, that's us right now24/7, 365 days, everybody gettin' paid (Go crazy!)Niggas lookin' at me like I'm worth both MJsPeople saying, "Ye, Ye, take it easy"20 Gs for the Yeezys off of eBayNiggas do the most and they ain't done shitOnly way I can sum it up, son bitch(Hands up, hands up)Some want you dead, ayy, ayy ayy ayyAll day, niggaI took a young sweet breath, and I reached into my headGave him what I had leftAt that moment I dispersedAt that moment I dispersedGet low, alrightGet low, alrightWhat up? Alright, alrightStay low, alrightStay low, alrightSouth, south, south side,all day niggaWell, well, wellLet me run (Let me run)Let me run to see who came undoneYou've been right in my faceLet me run 'til you're off my caseWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoaWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa From Letras Mania