Yea
Aye
Yea Yea
Point Magu Be The Crew Doe'
Yay Yay
2-Good
Good
Ok see I roll up the window
While my bitch roll up the indo
I'm loyal to the soil
I go hard for all my kinfolk
If I give out command
My niggas Rodger that like 10 4
I'm running up my numbers
Y'all going to pay me what it's hittin For
I just came from Harlem hit Bodega For the chop cheese
Like
Everywhere I go I'm solid
All my niggas got me
Point Magu the Crew doe'
You know I stay with my posse
I'm a bad motherfuker
Who take L's my nigga not me Bitch I'm from the hood you know I Got receipts
I know a lot of you niggas fake
And that's what not to be
I got that firecracker swag
You know when popping B
This Valifornia nigga break em' off Properly
And I stay focused on my get back Minimal with the chit chat
What you need I can get that
No my packs never mismatch
Mr Make it Flip That
Toe to Toe for the tic tac
Niggas ain't with the riff raff
Know the flow got a kickback
All time greatest
Niggas hate it
No cable
Niggas basic
Boy I got it off the pavement
They ain't banging what they Claiming
They just love the way it sound When I say it but
Them real niggas they ain't playin'
Yey
Yey
Yey
I hear em talkin like the bout that
But they ain't really bout that
I see they actin like they bout that
We'll put your money where ya' Mouth at
Put yo' money where yo' mouth at
Put yo' money where yo' mouth
Aat
I hear em talkin like they bout
We'll put yo' money where yo' mouth at
Ok I'm mobbin through the city I'ma go wherever the wind blows
Ain't never needed a soul
See I been standing on my ten toes Niggas out here acting
But don't know the role they in for Got his flag all on the right
But the nigga claiming he a big crip Tho'
Yes I made maneuvers on my way out of the sewers
I stayed away from rats
I'm from the pack
My niggas movers
My squad get complicated
It's a whole lot of shit to us
I know some blood nigga bang piru And some crip niggas bang Hoover
Yup I'm from the valley
Have respect when niggas speak of Me
Got stripes for being solid nigga
I should be a deity
Ain't never had a problem
Very highly how they think of me Real recognize real
And niggas see that G in me
Ain't seen shit don't know shit
All I know is street code
Cuz you can lose your eyesight Looking through that peep hole
The streets ain't what you think it is Just look at all these people
A whole lot of Craig's and Smokies Ain't too many Debos
Yea
I got the play what you doin
What you doin
Look at me I get the pack then I Move it
Then I move it
Aye
Too the money bag that's the Movement
2 Good
Point Magu Big Boomin'
Yea
Yea
I hear em talkin like the bout that
But they ain't really bout that
I see they actin like they bout that
We'll put your money where ya' mouth at
Put yo' money where yo' mouth at
Put yo' money where yo' mouth at
I hear em talkin like they bout
We'll put yo' money where yo' mouth at
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Yea
Aye
Yea Yea
Point Magu Be The Crew Doe'
Yay Yay
2-Good
Good
Ok see I roll up the window
While my bitch roll up the indo
I'm loyal to the soil
I go hard for all my kinfolk
If I give out command
My niggas Rodger that like 10 4
I'm running up my numbers
Y'all going to pay me what it's hittin For
I just came from Harlem hit Bodega For the chop cheese
Like
Everywhere I go I'm solid
All my niggas got me
Point Magu the Crew doe'
You know I stay with my posse
I'm a bad motherfuker
Who take L's my nigga not me Bitch I'm from the hood you know I Got receipts
I know a lot of you niggas fake
And that's what not to be
I got that firecracker swag
You know when popping B
This Valifornia nigga break em' off Properly
And I stay focused on my get back Minimal with the chit chat
What you need I can get that
No my packs never mismatch
Mr Make it Flip That
Toe to Toe for the tic tac
Niggas ain't with the riff raff
Know the flow got a kickback
All time greatest
Niggas hate it
No cable
Niggas basic
Boy I got it off the pavement
They ain't banging what they Claiming
They just love the way it sound When I say it but
Them real niggas they ain't playin'
Yey
Yey
Yey
I hear em talkin like the bout that
But they ain't really bout that
I see they actin like they bout that
We'll put your money where ya' Mouth at
Put yo' money where yo' mouth at
Put yo' money where yo' mouth
Aat
I hear em talkin like they bout
We'll put yo' money where yo' mouth at
Ok I'm mobbin through the city I'ma go wherever the wind blows
Ain't never needed a soul
See I been standing on my ten toes Niggas out here acting
But don't know the role they in for Got his flag all on the right
But the nigga claiming he a big crip Tho'
Yes I made maneuvers on my way out of the sewers
I stayed away from rats
I'm from the pack
My niggas movers
My squad get complicated
It's a whole lot of shit to us
I know some blood nigga bang piru And some crip niggas bang Hoover
Yup I'm from the valley
Have respect when niggas speak of Me
Got stripes for being solid nigga
I should be a deity
Ain't never had a problem
Very highly how they think of me Real recognize real
And niggas see that G in me
Ain't seen shit don't know shit
All I know is street code
Cuz you can lose your eyesight Looking through that peep hole
The streets ain't what you think it is Just look at all these people
A whole lot of Craig's and Smokies Ain't too many Debos
Yea
I got the play what you doin
What you doin
Look at me I get the pack then I Move it
Then I move it
Aye
Too the money bag that's the Movement
2 Good
Point Magu Big Boomin'
Yea
Yea
I hear em talkin like the bout that
But they ain't really bout that
I see they actin like they bout that
We'll put your money where ya' mouth at
Put yo' money where yo' mouth at
Put yo' money where yo' mouth at
I hear em talkin like they bout
We'll put yo' money where yo' mouth at
Aye
Yea Yea
Point Magu Be The Crew Doe'
Yay Yay
2-Good
Good
Ok see I roll up the window
While my bitch roll up the indo
I'm loyal to the soil
I go hard for all my kinfolk
If I give out command
My niggas Rodger that like 10 4
I'm running up my numbers
Y'all going to pay me what it's hittin For
I just came from Harlem hit Bodega For the chop cheese
Like
Everywhere I go I'm solid
All my niggas got me
Point Magu the Crew doe'
You know I stay with my posse
I'm a bad motherfuker
Who take L's my nigga not me Bitch I'm from the hood you know I Got receipts
I know a lot of you niggas fake
And that's what not to be
I got that firecracker swag
You know when popping B
This Valifornia nigga break em' off Properly
And I stay focused on my get back Minimal with the chit chat
What you need I can get that
No my packs never mismatch
Mr Make it Flip That
Toe to Toe for the tic tac
Niggas ain't with the riff raff
Know the flow got a kickback
All time greatest
Niggas hate it
No cable
Niggas basic
Boy I got it off the pavement
They ain't banging what they Claiming
They just love the way it sound When I say it but
Them real niggas they ain't playin'
Yey
Yey
Yey
I hear em talkin like the bout that
But they ain't really bout that
I see they actin like they bout that
We'll put your money where ya' Mouth at
Put yo' money where yo' mouth at
Put yo' money where yo' mouth
Aat
I hear em talkin like they bout
We'll put yo' money where yo' mouth at
Ok I'm mobbin through the city I'ma go wherever the wind blows
Ain't never needed a soul
See I been standing on my ten toes Niggas out here acting
But don't know the role they in for Got his flag all on the right
But the nigga claiming he a big crip Tho'
Yes I made maneuvers on my way out of the sewers
I stayed away from rats
I'm from the pack
My niggas movers
My squad get complicated
It's a whole lot of shit to us
I know some blood nigga bang piru And some crip niggas bang Hoover
Yup I'm from the valley
Have respect when niggas speak of Me
Got stripes for being solid nigga
I should be a deity
Ain't never had a problem
Very highly how they think of me Real recognize real
And niggas see that G in me
Ain't seen shit don't know shit
All I know is street code
Cuz you can lose your eyesight Looking through that peep hole
The streets ain't what you think it is Just look at all these people
A whole lot of Craig's and Smokies Ain't too many Debos
Yea
I got the play what you doin
What you doin
Look at me I get the pack then I Move it
Then I move it
Aye
Too the money bag that's the Movement
2 Good
Point Magu Big Boomin'
Yea
Yea
I hear em talkin like the bout that
But they ain't really bout that
I see they actin like they bout that
We'll put your money where ya' mouth at
Put yo' money where yo' mouth at
Put yo' money where yo' mouth at
I hear em talkin like they bout
We'll put yo' money where yo' mouth at
Writer: Tarrance Taylor
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