All 4 ma Niggaz by Emza The Splitstar Lyrics
INTRO
Cristal Clarity
It`s still the motherfucking Splitstar bitch
YeahAhh
HOOK
I do it (All for my niggas) x3
We ride
VERSE ONE
It`s Cristal Clarity Bitch you`re hatting on me
I`ve got bitches mad cause they ain`t kissing on me
I grew up in the hood just another fucking screw up
They regurgitated my bars from my past that I threw up
Let a motherfucker run man I carry them bombs
I`m still underground and I carry them guns
Pop-pop-pop ATM Done
Do I really need to brag about fucking funds?
I`m fucking platinum and you rapper`s bronze
Everybody knows that I rip it from the streets section 7`s what I represent
I`m never pitching at a cypher cause you motherfuckers`re broke and I`m making thousands
Call me tweeter bitch all you faggots follow
Niggas`re always hiding some Marco-polo
HOOK
VERSE TWO
Who you know kill a beat and murder all these tracks?
Old school rapper head full on boom pap
I watch`em talking tough on Facebook but they`re still whack
Flows never been alive watch me bring it back
All for my niggas and I do it for the old G`s
You`re dumb on a track you think you`re rappin? Nigga please
I paid all my dues now I`m rapping for the fees
Earthquake when I`m` rappin check a motherfucker running bowing on his fucking knees
I`ve got the game bouncing back still the Splitstar`s killin
Still sip on Styrofoam can`t shake the feeling
Bitch I`m high and I ain`t talking weed smoke
Fuck ya`ll river all your fucking wallets float
HOOK
OUTRO
Look here bitch I ain`t trying to speak about you
And I don’t even wanna talk anything about you
You want some beef? (We ride)
You know who you are. Cristal Clarity…King Underground
Cristal Clarity
It`s still the motherfucking Splitstar bitch
YeahAhh
HOOK
I do it (All for my niggas) x3
We ride
VERSE ONE
It`s Cristal Clarity Bitch you`re hatting on me
I`ve got bitches mad cause they ain`t kissing on me
I grew up in the hood just another fucking screw up
They regurgitated my bars from my past that I threw up
Let a motherfucker run man I carry them bombs
I`m still underground and I carry them guns
Pop-pop-pop ATM Done
Do I really need to brag about fucking funds?
I`m fucking platinum and you rapper`s bronze
Everybody knows that I rip it from the streets section 7`s what I represent
I`m never pitching at a cypher cause you motherfuckers`re broke and I`m making thousands
Call me tweeter bitch all you faggots follow
Niggas`re always hiding some Marco-polo
HOOK
VERSE TWO
Who you know kill a beat and murder all these tracks?
Old school rapper head full on boom pap
I watch`em talking tough on Facebook but they`re still whack
Flows never been alive watch me bring it back
All for my niggas and I do it for the old G`s
You`re dumb on a track you think you`re rappin? Nigga please
I paid all my dues now I`m rapping for the fees
Earthquake when I`m` rappin check a motherfucker running bowing on his fucking knees
I`ve got the game bouncing back still the Splitstar`s killin
Still sip on Styrofoam can`t shake the feeling
Bitch I`m high and I ain`t talking weed smoke
Fuck ya`ll river all your fucking wallets float
HOOK
OUTRO
Look here bitch I ain`t trying to speak about you
And I don’t even wanna talk anything about you
You want some beef? (We ride)
You know who you are. Cristal Clarity…King Underground