38 Spesh - Support lyrics
rate me(feat. Styles P)
Chorus: (x2)
All my niggers getting bread in New York
Trying to stay away from federal court
I feel your pain, to my niggers that never would talk
I let you know I send my support
Do your thing!
Now play your part cousin, it’s a pool full of sharks cousin. Your mind was ready for the world, but your heart wasn’t. We all done it, we all wanted the cars and broads from it. These the results of our sure coming
But I ran with 4-fifth dumpers. You ran with the runners and the tall fence jumpers. All my dogs been gone for six summers.We were stunners, now we’re all did numbers.
This my niggers with the... that go to the floor and get gangja. Fuck a stick, nigger we blow logs of big lumber. There's nothing a hog can get from us. We got four-fours that spit thunder. We kick down doors for quick come ups. Rich or poor, the pigs want us.
I’m good in the hood by the store and I'm on the Fed's bulletin board.
Nigger, I’m good in the war, cause I live by the bullet and sword.
And I pull to a nigger, can’t pull anymore
They wanna put a tag on my foot in the morgue
Cause I got wood in the dash and wood in the door.
mink on the floor, you think about yours while I think about my mans in the clink up north.
Let’s go!
Chorus: (x2)
All my niggers getting bread in New York
Trying to stay away from federal court
I feel your pain, to my niggers that never would talk
I let you know I send my support
Do your thing!
I see these bitch niggers live for the moment. AR send em to Moses, I send my condolence. Whip stolen, bitch nigger I’m rolling. Finish unloading, when his body temperature frozen. Im giving out rivers and oceans. Grave sights, yellow tape, candles, ribbons, and roses. I do it for my bitches thats holy. Exposing visiting...prisons with drugs, they fit em in trojans.
My life too real for me to chill. It’s something about it, I just gotta be in the field. Shout out to my nigger who finally beat his appeal.
Before the feds indict me, I’ll probably be in Brazil.
Chill, I seen better days before.
We open our.. and barricade the doors
Young rich niggers that never made the Forbes
Custom fit everything, tailor made my drawers.
I ball like I never saved before.
Suede floors when I decorate my cars. Car paid for and my crib paid for.
Laywer paid for in case I catch a charge.
Chorus: (x2)
All my niggers getting bread in New York
Trying to stay away from federal court
I feel your pain, to my niggers that never would talk
I let you know I send my support
Do your thing!
Life’s a bitch, but karma is too
Take a look at the casket, bet it’s one that can fit you.
Quarter back to work and the rallies will blitz you.
we know this, so we light up the .. with a pistol
Sort of like Russian roulette ….
I salute to the niggers that’s never given their name out
We send our support, but no…
Don’t be an asshole, you already had a…
Monopoly money got us hotter than…
I gave all pain, yeah to the Lord game
Cause a real nigger will get you
It’s .. 38 special!
Thanks to Murda for correcting these lyrics
Thanks to Murda for correcting these lyrics
Thanks to public_enemy89 for correcting these lyrics
