everything's everything

az

aiyyo

we veterans now

az

az

and j-o-e

i'm back

no belve

just bottles of don

with the same role plays that's about to go on

any stagnation

i rise beyond

get it right

understand ma

ties are strong

from the streets where it all started

back in school

to the dough stacks

and nigga start actin' fool

who's be the loud type and like to flash the jewels

hit something nice then broadcast the news

facts and weed

this slow track that we

did it all in the hood

had to leave

asthmatic

guess i had to breathe

short nigga wait up

suppose to grab the 'vees

blasted for few winters

rejuvenated

return like you remembered

but more swifter

stronger than your malt liquor

money

hoes and clothes

don't let them hoes get cha

they not fair

that's how we ball

that's how we bang

show them how we are in them thangs

play your part

play the game

everything's everything

this is real

believe it i take look for real

it's perspiration under the booster wheel

trucks and 20's

'lacs wit them cocked zazemi

you can catch me at justin's or up in jimmy's

jack them hot

the real never wrestle with pride

if you lie

that's the only way i let you inside

drop them or not

probably for the love of the block

see me solo in a photo

hands under my cock

for face

the white clock and tainted shades

take for fake

got a face that just say for raise

get in the mix

sittin' up in cinema six

multi-complex

go before the end of the flick

it's just me

besides i'm just a g

wit the o in the front

i know what you want

believe. i'm sucka-free

back up your work

hit the block and pitch

don't stop 'til you rich

'cause shots never snitch

stick to the script

tuckin' the chain

everything's everything

see times don't stop

and crime won't stop

so i won't stop til i'm sittin' on top

to every home phones and cells get blocked

and every hard top get chop til we drop

if the streets don't get us

the peace gon' get us

wait til the lord they don't hit us

i'm so iffy

keep the 'dro sticky

fifty

come and smoke with me

bring some cups in the clubs and toast with me

so small crispy

man i flow sippy

and the last griffin

play chef in the kitchen

back shots

ass in the air

best position

that's how we ball

that's how we bang

everybody do your thang

back up your work

hit the block and pitch

don't stop 'til you rich

but shots never snitch

stick to the script

tuckin' the chain

everything's everything