FYMOB - My n***as lyrics

[Hook 1: Pierre] For my n***as, I'll ride for my n***as I'll ride for my n***as, ill die for my n***as I'll ride for my n***as, ill die for my n***as I'll ride for my mother f**ing n***as, ill die for my n***as [Verse 1: Rolo] "RO!" "UH" Ill ride for my n***as loyal to the bone young kings on the throne f** that b**h, send a thot home Her man pull up trippin hit him with the chrome We ain't worried about no n***a & we ain"t trippin on no b**h "Nope" All you n***as thats hating, p**y a** n***a s** a dick We got racks so they mad we got fans I'm the man F.Y.M so hot give a white b**h a tan We got flow they should know n***as acting like hoes When it comes to F.Y.M cause they want to get in But they can't cause they fake say they real but they ain't I got something for that keep counting this cash never look back, keep a gat Them fake n***as hating so you better stay strapped you can get capped I ain't worried about that [Hook 2: Pierre] For my n***as, I'll ride for my n***as I'll ride for my n***as, ill die for my n***as I'll ride for my n***as, ill die for my n***as I'll ride for my mother f**ing n***as, ill die for my n***as [Verse 2: Pierre] I'll ride for my n***as I Keep a small circle We don't multiply n***as f**in off with the mob you'll f**in die n***a I keep a 9 in my drawls for all you pie n***as & We gettin to the riches Ever since we started buzzin I been f**in a lot of b**hes Yeah I know these hoes fake & they be f**in alot of n***as Yeah Pierre know the game & I play it my n***a So What you saying my n***a I got all these shooters round me we ain't playing my n***a 40 light you up Leave you Laying my n***a You don't want no beef with me You a lame my n***a High chillin outta space my n***a 16 with 60k views my n***a Straight up out Pensacola what it do my n***a If you ain't f**in with the mob you a fool my n***a [Hook 3: Pierre] For my n***as, I'll ride for my n***as I'll ride for my n***as, ill die for my n***as I'll ride for my n***as, ill die for my n***as I'll ride for my mother f**ing n***as, ill die for my n***as [Verse 3: Rolo] I'll die for my n***as, but that ain't even called for We ain't never been soft, we don't pop off at the mouth If one shoot then we all score, we ain't scared of war Most confrontation come from n***as hating Cause they know we'll make it, but they better face it & shut up about it, The f** I'm supposed to do when my n***as get rowdy My n***as will shoot up your party, could give a f** if its crowded & I'm rolling with them if they my boy's then i ain't got no choice We don't rap with you n***as like we got no voice Them n***as be exchanging words, tweets, & Facebook statuses The MOB above that, we don't put you on blast When we see you them guns gonna blast "POW"