Belly movie - Some Niggaz lyrics

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Song by Half-a-Mil<br /><br>

[Chorus: x2]<br>

Some niggas Blood and some niggas Crip(uh huh)<br>

Some niggas thugs and some niggas is bitch(what?)<br>

Some niggas aint got nothing some niggas rich(you heard?)<br>

Some niggas die frontin' and some livin' this shit(4 real)<br>

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[Verse 1:]<br>

Ayo we play for keeps, start from day one<br>

Hot we blaze the heat, 360 ways to eat, razorblades you need<br>

I'm gettin something, if not then im hittin' something<br>

Definately, especially if my rims is touchin'<br>

Out for mine, for your shines I blow you out your mind<br>

You can throw 1000 signs, im only concerned about the dollar signs<br>

Stackin' my cheese, stashin my crack in back of my feet<br>

State to state, nationally, actually, factually <br>

I fracture every member of your faculty, send your cavalry<br>

I got And 1's that match with me<br>

City capture me, I have them niggas scared to act with me<br>

Throw your man off the Tapp-an-zee<br>

Other members of your clan runnin' where the traffic be<br>

Hollerin' and he bustin' big guns and coming after me<br>

I'm willin', real live shit, aint no acting B<br>

It's not a game, WE AINT PLAYIN<br>

Dunn we praying<br>

Wont stop till everyone laying, on the pavement<br>

Every nigga you came with, is gettin painted<br>

We specialize in wet-in guys, technical lies, Smith-n-Wessunalise<br>

I seen the best of them die<br>

Especially Test and I, put the tek to ya eye<br>

So you can see death, take a deep breath and say goodbye<br>

Why?<br>

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[Chorus: (x2)]<br>

Some niggas Blood and some niggas Crip(uh huh)<br>

Some niggas thugs and some niggas is bitch(what?)<br>

Some niggas aint got nothing some niggas rich(you heard?)<br>

Some niggas die frontin' and some livin' this shit(4 real)<br>

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[Verse 2:]<br>

Streets is too real, thugs nowadays is too ill<br>

Fuck a hundred thou i need a few mil<br>

Even if it means you kill<br>

You resting in peace i rest in blue steel<br>

Im even wet-in police and navy-blue seals<br>

How crazy you feel?<br>

Militant Click, ten in the whip <br>

I know bohemians wit plenty of chips<br>

Pull this off and we'll be rich<br>

Filthy as top, bill the milkiest<br>

In the hamptons, i know the mansions where they live<br>

They on some rims shit, hindu niggas, reading sandscript<br>

I wanna man by every exit so they can't split<br>

Rush the crib, all we see is candles lit<br>

Yo they got gold cows, gold owls on some chain shit<br>

Tied them up, red dot 'em up, fuck the ransom shit<br>

Hit the safe, brick city case, back to the whip<br>

Then we lace, back to Bk, all beneath, relaxed in the pj's<br>

Splittin' mathematics on the weekday<br>

Sound of pee traces, dust the side of breifcases<br>

Queit money, eat by my chef like Free Masons, Pay me<br>

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[Chorus (repeat til fade)]<br>

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