My n*ggas lyrics

by

Boosie Badazz


[Chorus: K Camp]
Them n*ggas ain't with my n*ggas (no way)
Imma go to war with my n*ggas (okay)
If it goes down , imma ride witcha (you straight ?)
I got love for all my b*tches

[Verse 1: K Camp]
Look , yeen from the north
Me,Bo,jane , cam smoking blunts on the porch
Use to call on my n*ggas for support
Yeen with the sh*t now then ya ass fell short
Knowing damn while I suppose to be in court
2 years no L's in a Infinity sport
Smoking big blunts when I'm s'pose to report
Ducking my P.O taking trips to New York
Aye, dem n*ggas ain't with my n*ggas
Always gon ride for my n*ggas
And if a f*ck n*gga wanna play around
I'm bucking outside with my n*ggas
Ain't nun outside but my n*ggas
Northside , ride or die with us
Long as my n*ggas just stay down
Imma go get the money witcha

[Chorus: K Camp]
Them n*ggas ain't with my n*ggas (no way)
Imma go to war with my n*ggas (okay)
If it goes down , imma ride witcha (you straight ?)
I got love for all my b*tches
[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
They don't live like my n*gga
I'll kill like my n*gga
Ride or die like my n*gga
Homicide like my n*gga
I ride for you , you ride for me
You drank the brew I like the weed
If you see ah n*gga talking to the police (sh*t)
n*ggas ain't with my n*ggas
They can't be
My n*ggas never folding in
My n*gga then , my closest kin
Lost both of my close friends
Man, what is you saying
sh*t hits the fan
My click appear
Feel good to popping bottles
Feels better being real
Aye man , say man
What the business is
We real , y'all fake
Get out the V.I.P
Y'all leeches , y'all snakes
You can tell how I talk , dey ain't with me
They don't shine bright
Look funny and dey pants too damn tight
[Chorus: K Camp]
Them n*ggas ain't with my n*ggas (no way)
Imma go to war with my n*ggas (okay)
If it goes down , imma ride witcha (you straight ?)
I got love for all my b*tches
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