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letra de fuck em all - eastside jody

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[intro: tabius tate]
yeah, ha
eastside jody
what’s happenin’, boy?
tabius tate right
we gon’ get rich, or we gon’ die trappin’, yeah
these n-gg-s talk, they be just rappin’

[chorus: tabius tate]
i thought the money was a problem but it wasn’t
the dope game made me fall out with my cousin
it ain’t no love when you grindin’, out here hustlin’
they hate it when you make it but they love it when you strugglin’
so a n-gg- be like f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
i be like f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, yeah yeah

[verse 1: eastside jody]
f-ck ’em all, n-gg- bust ’em all
drugs involved, ain’t no love at all
money involved, ain’t no trust at all
a hundred bales, i’ma bust ’em all
don’t rush at all, do the speed limit
trunk got a bunch of weed in it
old homies turned to b-tch on me
not quan, but gettin’ rich homie
in the hood i’m the big homie
used to ride with them bricks on me
always ride with them sticks on me
get you clipped and your big homie
gettin’ money with the little homies
salute them n-gg-s, man them n-gg-s hungry
plug keep laying packs on me
and i keep laying stacks on him
count it up, we gon’ live it up
trap it out, we don’t give a f-ck
the numbers good, n-gg- run it up
everybody love you when they comin’ up
that money got these n-gg-s switchin’ up
that money got these n-gg-s b-tchin’ up
i don’t give a f-ck, f-ck

[chorus: tabius tate]
i thought the money was a problem but it wasn’t
the dope game made me fall out with my cousin
it ain’t no love when you grinding, out here hustlin’
they hate it when you make it but they love it when you struggling
so a n-gg- be like f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
i be like f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, yeah yeah

[verse 2: moneybagg yo]
i waited so long just to ball
now i’m that n-gg- that’s standing tall
too many groupies, can’t f-ck ’em all
louis come straight to me, f-ck the mall
they say i run it up fast
hundreds after hundreds, call it a marathon
if the feds come for my -ss
told my b-tch go in the mattress and make the bond
thought the money was the problem
it create it, it don’t solve ’em
on the gram, haters soggy
water on me, it dissolve ’em
remixin’ me a carton
foreign sh-t, auto-parkin’
in the aston ridin’ like a harley
i pop a wheelie tryna walk it
f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
they all was choosin’, i f-cked ’em all
i smashed three hoes, bowling ball
with a big strap on me, that’s protocol
i painted sixteen, pau gasol
you can’t sip out my cup, this ain’t alcohol
dope game f-cked up, n-gg-s snitchin’
might get caught on the phone, sh-t get tricky

[chorus: tabius tate]
i thought the money was a problem but it wasn’t
the dope game made me fall out with my cousin
it ain’t no love when you grinding, out here hustlin’
they hate it when you make it but they love it when you strugglin’
so a n-gg- be like f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
i be like f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, yeah yeah

[verse 3: marlo]
the dope game made me fall out with my people
had to cross the plug and get even
always keep my pistol, n-gg- that’s what i believe in
had to bust a p-ssy n-gg- if he reachin’
got the j’s beatin’ on my door, they ask for ether
got the block sold out, n-gg- believe it
and i thought the money was the problem
them n-gg-s havin’ pressure, so we solve ’em
give ’em a hundred draco shots, no revolvers
told jo to give me a hundred bags, i off ’em
get some b-tches goin’ in, a n-gg- flossin’

[chorus: tabius tate]
i thought the money was a problem but it wasn’t
the dope game made me fall out with my cousin
it ain’t no love when you grinding, out here hustlin’
they hate it when you make it but they love it when you strugglin’
so a n-gg- be like f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
i be like f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all
f-ck ’em all, f-ck ’em all, yeah yeah

- eastside jody

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