D4MN (Down For My Niggaz)

[Hook]
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas

[Verse 1]
Fuck the world, I don't need a rubber
Tat to my face, I look like trouble
Bruh I got the plug like wires
Fuck bad hoes and get blown like tires
When I was seventeen I ain't have no laws
Shit I put a thousand grams in that Cobalt
Shit I put a hundred jits in that ho jaw
Keep my niggas on my side like coleslaw
Got bars like jail
Write my niggas that's locked up, that's what I call a Gmail
Spit Hell, I was born in the bottom
Mama drank when she was pregnant, I was born on the bottle
Light one up for me, you know I'm on probation
I should of took the time but I was getting impatient
Life's a bitch, fuck it, face it
The money keep calling, I'mma have a conversation
I just met a virgin, call that ho rookie
Bust the pussy open like a fortune cookie
Fuck you and the pussy that you came from
On top of the beef like A1
I'm in the streets with death around the corner
Fuck the police, R.I.P. Chris Dorner
Thinking 'bout the pussy that I had last night
I had to drop in it, half-pipe
Know y'all niggas got me fucked up
Put the gun to his grill, now he really slugged up
Uh, dread-head in a Crown-Vic'
All my niggas be rapping, that's what I call a sound clique
Uh, and I love my baby mama
Even though I hate that ho mama
I really feel like a man now
Real proud, I gave my mama her first grandchild
Uh, and I ain't change for nothing
Nigga what I look like, Joe Budden?
My manager won't like that
But I don't give a fuck, these niggas gon' have to fight back
Man fuck them niggas, ASAP
For my Florida niggas, we gon' get this payback
Young Triple 6 niggas get heat wave
Make a ho dip low, no not the DJ
And I keep the work in the dresser
Fuck them other hipsters, I'm down for my heshers
If you ain't get the fucking picture (gun shots)
Bitch I die for my niggas

[Hook]