Beelow - My n***az lyrics

My n***as 7x Chorus: 1x These my n***as ha, all my n***as what Ballin n***as ha, these my n***as what All my n***as ha, ballin n***as what Real a** n***as ha, these my n***as what These my n***a ha, all my n***as what Ballin n***as ha, these my n***as what Tru azz n***as ha, real azz n***as what Ballin n***as ha, these my n***aaaz Verse 1: Beelow I roll with nothing but the rawest azz n***as That be watching my back Some down a** n***as that ain't scared to shoot back Step up boy and put yo boots on Time to pay the price, you scared then get the f** on Boy, come and get these n***as on these thugged out tracks A million records sold, a million n***as got my back See them boys in the club, them my n***as See them boys posted on the block, them my n***as So n***a watch them boyz with the frowned up face Find the rawest ballin n***as in the strangest place You never know which one of my n***as be on yo side You never know which one of my n***as ready to ride You think you got 'em sewed up, them my n***as You think you got 'em barred out, them my n***as You think you got me roped off, them my n***as MY ni**aZ, MY ni**aZ, MY ni**aAAZ Chorus 1x Verse 2: ??? n***a I gives a f** how you play it f** where you from, f** what you do f** what you did, f** you is, and motherf** how you feel n***a you ain't saying sh**, what you tryin' to do Scare me motherf**er you I done told you once before don't make me ice yo b**h a** Keep talking that ho sh**, and lose yo face wit the quick fast You come at me wrong you going the wrong f**ing way b**h I was born and raise in the land of trigga play Now get yo mind right n***a We bout dome checking, cracking domes Ain't no f**ing round over here See that A.K. ain't taking nann short You can't run, you can't hide, once you up in it you gettin' broke off See that big b**h ain't playin', that big b**h ain't cool That big b**h off in the hands of a motherf**ing fool We comin' through, sh** these my n***as, all my n***as All my ballin' azz n***as Verse 3: ??? Ryde or dye, these n***as ain't doing sh** but point people out They come to me to get high f**ing let me breathe b**h, back yo a** up Motherf**er you better realize, you f**ing with a nutt They wanna smoke my weed, drink my liquor f** my hoes and all Floss out every night, but these n***as ain't ready to ball I'm gone tell you to yo face if you ackin' like a b**h And that's one of the f**ing reasons you ain't never had sh** Me, I hustla for my b's and ain't no taking wit mine You turn the lights off in the city b**h I'm still gone shine I sit back and recline, in my bed and wine Live my life to the fullest My n***a ??? ??? b**h I'm ballin' big tyme Hear my motherf**in' word, I'm hollin' "f** dem other n***as" I kick they azz to the curb So I can gets herb, then gets heard Relax my f**ing back ??? Get my dick s** while smoking on some k**er herb And you heard how I rush ya, not wit that dumb sh** n***a bring ya whole click, I'm hollin "f** who u come wit" n***a I'm the King Pin, the Big Cahouna n***a I done been there and did that I'm born to be a baller Chorus 1x Verse 4: ??? My n***as all about the paper Make moves and pull capels We don't see sh** unless a motherf**er pay us Look, its all real, pumping sh** that you can all feel The rawest deal, hard hitters, f** with ya'll feel We all peel, we all hit caps with big gats And smoke big sacks, stack the paper and sit back We did that Leave a motherf**er with his sh** cracked Then dare the n***a to come back When you here that click clack, better show me where yo sh** at n***a, I'm doing bad I got to get that, n***a You ain't ready for the kick back n***a I bust ya'll up with it In the BRC, down for the f**in' south wit it Now they got some n***as thats sweeter than a fragrance In and out our business like a f**ing free agent This my last time saying it Forever ballin off the top like in a knot You better watch who u playing wit Verse 5: ??? Lauch the K's, throw the gernades If you under 35 get the f** out my way n***a I chose the battle ground Me and my n***as lay it down Wherever you caught slippin' thats where u be found You see me and my n***as we bust ho's You see me and my n***as ride on chrome You see me and my n***as flex on phone You see me and my n***as like Al Capone You see me and my n***as we to strong You f** with me and my n***as, you won't live long You see me and my n***as a run in ya home You better watch ya back boy its own, its own Chorus repeats until fade