My n*ggaz lyrics

[Hook]
My n*ggas keep it gritty (x4)
These n*ggas not hard
These n*ggas not real
They don’t know about that raw
They don’t know about that field
My n*ggas keep it gritty (x2)

My n*ggas ’bout that bag
Car fast cuz I get cash fast
You should catch up with your broke ass
In that foreign thinh red break pads
Yeah I ball and these n*ggas they trash
Cash in fast the bags like it’s trash
Ridin dirty with a thirty in a stash
Double cup with the folks smoking gas
With another n*gga ho bout to smash
Ask that ho where she get all that ass
sh*t I wanna know so I ask
MUBU, f*ck the jake free the guys
Might take a dope boy pies
Sell it back to em a little high

My n*ggas...
My n*ggas keep it real
My n*ggas...
My n*ggas on business
Tell 'em free the drillas put an L up for the hittas
Inner city L's after L, L bows in the mail
Thirty stuff and the hammer and that nail
Keep myself tight ’cause some squares that tell

[Hook x2]

My n*ggas I love my n*ggas
Roll up another dub my n*gga
She sucked me and f*cked my n*gga
At the same damn time my n*gga
Hell yeah we ran a train my n*gga
With a n*gga main dame my n*gga
That’s a god damn shame my n*gga
I want the money f*ck the fame my n*gga
But both that's cool my n*gga
More benz run through my n*gga
Everyday I MUBU my n*gga
f*ck n*gga what it do my n*gga
Leave a n*gga see through my n*gga
Wet a n*gga like a pool my n*gga
Put a n*gga on the news my n*gga