6 Figga Nigga – Lloyd Banks
Yeah–Oh yeah!
You motha f_ckas ride with me, Oh yeah.
They know I got that High with me. Oh yeah.
This sh_t is for my block, my hood, my set, my city.
The kings, the bloods, the crips they with me.
The divas, the b_tches, the dimes, the duces,
my set a n_gga up hoe, the strippers, the boosters.
The snatchin’s, Kidnappens it happends,
so often. the murders, the burglars.
Be careful where your walkin.
The East, the West, the North, the South.
Stay on point cuz’ n_ggas will run up in your house.
Boy ima 6 figga n_gga doing what I gotta do,
brave cat, layed back, maybach powder blue.
B_tch go get my money–make daddy proud of you.
Look at them b_tches stand, the probably sour too.
B_tch you know how we do G4’s Bentley Coupes,
Riding round town. Buck, Snoop, countin up my loot.
Im from the Eastcoast but I be out west.
Tank top, cali bud, all day around breast.
Give me a couple minutes I be all in they mind,
not just one or two, three or four at a time.
I’ll be all in her spine, If your daughters a dime.
Meet her at eight and I’ll be gone by quarter to Nine.
(chorus 2x)
This sh_t is for my block, my hood, my set, my city.
The kings, the bloods, the crips they with me.
The divas, the b_tches, the dimes, the duces,
my set a n_gga up hoe, the strippers, the boosters.
The snatchin’s, Kidnappens it happends,
so often. the murders, the burglars.
Be careful where your walkin.
The East, the West, the North, the South.
Stay on point cuz’ n_ggas will run up in your house.
N_ggas be hatin on me baby, so I keep a hot one.
Four four, four five, mac ten shot gun.
Get tha f_ck out of here, or catch a hot one.
You can stunt all you want, but not on my block son.
See when the cops come, n_ggas sprint cops run.
Get caught, dont talk learn to keep a locked tongue.
Im from the southside, but I be up north.
Disrespect me get your head blown the f_ck off.
N_ggas is b_tt soft, I dont pay them no mind.
You Just anotha b_tch to put my name in your rhyme,
You need your sunglasses on the way that I shine.
You dont want beef waving that nine.
(Chorus 1x)
This sh_t is for my block, my hood, my set, my city.
The kings, the bloods, the crips they with me.
The divas, the b_tches, the dimes, the duces,
my set a n_gga up hoe, the strippers, the boosters.
The snatchin’s, Kidnappens it happends,
so often. the murders, the burglars.
Be careful where your walkin.
The East, the West, the North, the South.
Stay on point cuz’ n_ggas will run up in your house.
