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All In Video (MV)




Performed By: YBK Shakur
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Olu Afolabi




YBK Shakur - All In Lyrics
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Uh
Yer
Grraa
Okay Okay
Let's Go
Let's Go
Left momsies crib
Twenty years old
Then I told lil bro
Ain't no looking back
Three years later
I was making that bag
All the pagans ask
How you move like that?
Yapping
And chatting
On the internet
When I see you in person
Better stop that cap
Days and night
I was in the trap
Tryna run up the funds
Put it all in my raps
Homies swear that they got you
When it comes to the time
They gon sing like rats
Leng ting
Said that she loves me
She wanting a likkle taste
But she's not my type
Free all my brothers
Who've been locked in the cells
Gotta value my rights
I won't snitch on my tracks
Big Double G's in my session
Moving in stealth
Young King
Gotta build up my wealth
Left momsies crib
Twenty years old
Then I told lil bro
Ain't no looking back
Three years later
I was making that bag
All the pagans ask
How you move like that?
Yapping
And chatting
On the internet
When I see you in person
Better stop that cap
Days and night
I was in the trap
Tryna run up the funds
Put it all in my raps
Homies swear that they got you
When it comes to the time
They gon sing like rats
Leng ting
Said that she loves me
She wanting a likkle taste
But she's not my type
Free all my brothers
Who've been locked in the cells
Gotta value my rights
I won't snitch on my tracks
Big Double G in my session
Moving in stealth
Young King
Gotta build up my wealth
Slide on the beat like I'm Toosie
She said she litt
Shordy me too
I'm just tryna get some Ps
She don't want me in the streets
I just want me some peace
She's just tryna vibe with me
I'm just tryna get some Ps
Why you gotta be so cheesed
Fly on your block like an eagle
She getting litt
Shordy me too
She be loving my style
She in love with my sound
It be all up on her face like it's see through
When I'm up in that P
Then it's Goku
Don't you call me your bro
I don't know you
If you stand for something
You don't fall for nothing
Always speak my truth
I am vocal
Mandems hate on the kid
Cause they can't show love
Dust them off
You are not my bruv
Chatting shit
You don't look so tough
I'm Ten over Ten
Got the streets on lock
Leng ting Leng ting
She making me antsy
Pull up on the crib
Lemme slide off your panties
Hitting it raw
And she calling me papi
She wetty on wetty
She one hell of a lady
Huh
She one hell of a lady
We don't do no caps
No pretendos
Got the tool on me
Like extendos
I be blowing her back
She be sippin on yak
She don't leave my side
She a freak hoe
On some take over things
Don Julio
Everywhere that I go
Causing dominoes
They was hating on the kid
They was chatting that shit
Only end result
Issa bloody nose
Why you move like that?
Why you look so fly?
I was putting the work
I was on the go
Homies losing their lives
To a pot of gold
Stick to the code
Hustle hard
Then we vamanos
Huh
Yer
Stick to the code
Hustle hard
Then we vamanos
Left momsies crib
Twenty years old
Then I told lil bro
Ain't no looking back
Three years later
I was making that bag
All the pagans ask
How you move like that?
Yapping
And chatting
On the internet
When I catch you in person
Better stop that cap
Days and night
I was in the trap
Tryna run up the funds
Put it all in my raps
Homies swear that they got you
When it comes to the time
They gon sing like rats
Leng ting
Said that she loves me
She wanting a likkle taste
But she's not my type
Free all my brothers
Who've been locked in the cells
Gotta value my rights
I won't snitch on my tracks
Big Double G in my session
Moving in stealth
Young King
Gotta build up my wealth
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Uh
Yer
Grraa
Okay Okay
Let's Go
Let's Go
Left momsies crib
Twenty years old
Then I told lil bro
Ain't no looking back
Three years later
I was making that bag
All the pagans ask
How you move like that?
Yapping
And chatting
On the internet
When I see you in person
Better stop that cap
Days and night
I was in the trap
Tryna run up the funds
Put it all in my raps
Homies swear that they got you
When it comes to the time
They gon sing like rats
Leng ting
Said that she loves me
She wanting a likkle taste
But she's not my type
Free all my brothers
Who've been locked in the cells
Gotta value my rights
I won't snitch on my tracks
Big Double G's in my session
Moving in stealth
Young King
Gotta build up my wealth
Left momsies crib
Twenty years old
Then I told lil bro
Ain't no looking back
Three years later
I was making that bag
All the pagans ask
How you move like that?
Yapping
And chatting
On the internet
When I see you in person
Better stop that cap
Days and night
I was in the trap
Tryna run up the funds
Put it all in my raps
Homies swear that they got you
When it comes to the time
They gon sing like rats
Leng ting
Said that she loves me
She wanting a likkle taste
But she's not my type
Free all my brothers
Who've been locked in the cells
Gotta value my rights
I won't snitch on my tracks
Big Double G in my session
Moving in stealth
Young King
Gotta build up my wealth
Slide on the beat like I'm Toosie
She said she litt
Shordy me too
I'm just tryna get some Ps
She don't want me in the streets
I just want me some peace
She's just tryna vibe with me
I'm just tryna get some Ps
Why you gotta be so cheesed
Fly on your block like an eagle
She getting litt
Shordy me too
She be loving my style
She in love with my sound
It be all up on her face like it's see through
When I'm up in that P
Then it's Goku
Don't you call me your bro
I don't know you
If you stand for something
You don't fall for nothing
Always speak my truth
I am vocal
Mandems hate on the kid
Cause they can't show love
Dust them off
You are not my bruv
Chatting shit
You don't look so tough
I'm Ten over Ten
Got the streets on lock
Leng ting Leng ting
She making me antsy
Pull up on the crib
Lemme slide off your panties
Hitting it raw
And she calling me papi
She wetty on wetty
She one hell of a lady
Huh
She one hell of a lady
We don't do no caps
No pretendos
Got the tool on me
Like extendos
I be blowing her back
She be sippin on yak
She don't leave my side
She a freak hoe
On some take over things
Don Julio
Everywhere that I go
Causing dominoes
They was hating on the kid
They was chatting that shit
Only end result
Issa bloody nose
Why you move like that?
Why you look so fly?
I was putting the work
I was on the go
Homies losing their lives
To a pot of gold
Stick to the code
Hustle hard
Then we vamanos
Huh
Yer
Stick to the code
Hustle hard
Then we vamanos
Left momsies crib
Twenty years old
Then I told lil bro
Ain't no looking back
Three years later
I was making that bag
All the pagans ask
How you move like that?
Yapping
And chatting
On the internet
When I catch you in person
Better stop that cap
Days and night
I was in the trap
Tryna run up the funds
Put it all in my raps
Homies swear that they got you
When it comes to the time
They gon sing like rats
Leng ting
Said that she loves me
She wanting a likkle taste
But she's not my type
Free all my brothers
Who've been locked in the cells
Gotta value my rights
I won't snitch on my tracks
Big Double G in my session
Moving in stealth
Young King
Gotta build up my wealth
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Writer: Olu Afolabi
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