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featuring Audio Push Hit-Boy - Them Niggas lyrics (Hook) Of top, get money all day Can't see your face, cause the paper in the way When you're getting to it, know niggas gonna hate When we're at your body, no limit, get it straight. (Verse) HS87, staying to you to the max, and I say that like it ain’t a pair All black like the great depression When I'm stepping down your hair, Like you're playing with 80 records. Me and my niggas on the getting money policy West Coast shit, spitting out some policies. Shout out to guys and corrupt young guidacee, Me and all my youngers looking like we hit the lottery We're getting green, watch the salad on my plate Or we party with them teens up in San Diego state. That she's barely legal but I asked 28 And I raddle 28, so she ride me like she skate. We're the hardest niggas, regardless Signing niggas LP to my nigga Marvin While yo nigga just jump to the grave All my niggers are cool from the waist down I got Kinder, will look for a prize, nigga we turn, bring here the base line! Letras de canciones (Hook) Of top, get money all day Can't see your face, cause the paper in the way When you're getting to it, know niggas gonna hate When we're at your body, no limit, get it straight. What you say? you niggas ain’t like my niggas You niggas ain’t like my niggas You niggas ain’t like my niggas. (Verse) Alright, I looked down on my phone, Too many girls calling me, I told them leave me alone I'm in the game, and I'm balling See they're trying to test the lions and they thought they’re funny But a lion is what I am and I am king of the jungles. See I'm acting, don't know this Got money, don't show it Your girl, don't blow me She come here, start the whole crew Pour the liquor, start the part twos Where the mic, that's where I go to Care to be nigga, out for sure do Press record and then nigga is no rules. Head down on my back, your girl moved over my front I ate her from my first meal, And these young rappers for lunch I just found out, you kick it, crazy That's my latest pun. And like bad head at the end of the bread This ain't what you want! I see that red light running and your sex still stuntin Now we call our parties gorgeous Not get sacred bout it coming. And your girl come when it's night time And every time is the right time If you ain't us, use a lame nigga, Cause your niggas ain't like mine! (Hook) Of top, get money all day Can't see your face, cause the paper in the way When you're getting to it, know niggas gonna hate When we're at your body, no limit, get it straight. What you say? you niggas ain’t like my niggas You niggas ain’t like my niggas You niggas ain’t like my niggas. (Verse) You're saying that you're real, but you've been realer Making banks like my first name Phillip Real niggas, the only ones who feel us Summer time, I'm probably rocking chinchillas. The clock ticking and tacking, I'm making profits My momma told me don't pull out the rocket unless you gonna pop it My new girl, flock it for me, unstop me I call her Wall-E cause she always being pocky. No I don't, if it's beef my niggas running like jumps. You niggas can't even pronounce the pieces I flight from That's flight, huh? If you see me with five niggas, then probably we got five punks The girl who gives me head in my bed, you're probably pray you dry hump Me just to touch on her breast, me to deal with her mess Me just dress in her mess, flayer than a bird nest! Thugging, living, now we're about to cause it. We're in the same denim, but we're cut from different cloths. (Hook) Of top, get money all day Can't see your face, cause the paper in the way When you're getting to it, know niggas gonna hate When we're at your body, no limit, get it straight. What you say? you niggas ain’t like my niggas You niggas ain’t like my niggas You niggas ain’t like my niggas. Nigga what? Nigga what? Nigga what? Nigga what? Nigga what? Nigga what? Nigga what? Nigga what? From Letras Mania