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letra de all i got - g herbo

[intro]

[hook: lil bibby]
goin’ hard for my n-ggas that’s all i got
man whatever mine is yours that’s all i got
and all i know is the hood that’s all i got
that’s on everything i love that’s all i got
no i don’t play about my mom she all i got
yes i will k!ll you bout my brothers they all i got
no we don’t talk to undercovers that’s all i got
i’m either rappin’ or i’m trappin’ that’s all i got

[verse 1: lil bibby]
young n-gga always on that gang bang sh-t
bag it up, slang piff, different day same sh-t
this fame sh-t came quick, but i can’t switch
they try to come and change sh-t but i remain this
real n-gga from the start to the finish
all my whips are tinted, and all my n-ggas winnin’
yeah, you could tell the difference, i’m the realest in it
don’t make me call them k!llers get you gone in a minute
you know we keep that tool fam, please don’t front your move fam
how you on that news cam, you shoulda stayed in school fam
that 30 gets you two grams now, they dreamin’ bout a new lam
and i, walk around with a few grand, everybody got 2 hands
she gon’ f-ck cause she know we them n-ggas
send a b-tch to the store for some swishers
so fresh i just pose for the pictures
my n-ggas know i won’t fold on em, see the opps then roll on em
judge offers you two years and you told on em?
d-mn

[hook]

[verse 2: lil herb]
no i won’t never leave my brothers they all i got
sh-t’ll never be the same
seen my 10 year n-gga kobe die right before my eyes
and i miss my bro so i’m rollin’ up swishers
and i’m pourin’ up a 4 right now
and you told me bro you gotta watch these n-ggas
they’re tryna come around you now
these n-ggas ain’t real, same n-ggas i was with in the field
boy i treat em like family now
i don’t got no deal i don’t live in no house on the hill
f-ck n-gga this all i got
and i’m still the same n-gga got the gang with me
150 k!llers in the lane with me
in the same city crazy james with me
betta not run up on me he gon’ bang semis
slay the game my man b-tch i play to win
i won’t never change, all the change i spend
all i count is bands, tryna touch an m
when i touch an m, touch an m again
n-ggas come around like some immigrants
ain’t no new n-ggas don’t remember him
who is you n-gga you ain’t cool n-gga
you ain’t shoot n-gga, just a few n-ggas
heard when you get money n-ggas change
i ran through a lot of that i’m still the same
and my n-ggas honor that
i know n-ggas when they left the hood
they ain’t bring a dollar back
i trust my n-ggas they know where my mama at
we brothers n-gga
and don’t no money come above you n-gga
i’ll never tell ill do a hunned n-gga
cause i love you n-gga

[hook]

- g herbo

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