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Where My Niggaz At Lyrics - B.a.r.s.: The Barry Adrian Reese Story - Cassidy

Man cock that shit 

Yo man, this nigga Cassidy frontin' 

Oh that nigga think he sweet 

Yo not for nothin', that video shit and all that 

Fuck that 

 

Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo 

Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo 

If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down 

I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down 

 

Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo 

Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo 

If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down 

I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down 

 

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Niggaz ain't ready to die, they ready to tell 

That's why my squad ready to ride and ready for jail 

They'll give you every in the shell in the K 

A couple rounds from the pipe'll make it sound like Independence Day 

 

And I could talk that gun shit 'cause I done shit 

My nick name should be Diarrhea how I run shit 

And I done seen niggaz guns spit over dumb shit 

I got a young bitch named Nina that you could tongue kiss 

 

When it come to this gun shit, I'm the man son 

Niggaz gon' show me respect 'cause I demand some 

I play with bullets 'bout as big as my damn thumb 

And I'll spit the AR handgun till my hand numb 

 

I ain't a hypocrite who spit shit he never did 

I'm a speak the truth whether positive or negative 

Don't get me wrong, I put songs that was conscious out 

But I'll still grab the Thompson and blow you conscience out 

 

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Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo 

Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo 

If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down 

I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down 

 

Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo 

Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo 

If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down 

I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down 

 

My flow so raw I thought about baggin' it up 

Every word like a bird, I'm just addin' it up 

But with the burner I'll burn you like a bag in the dutch 

I'll just, blast at you gut, light you abdomen up, yup 

 

But I ain't the same Cass from the past 

I be tryin' chill but I'll still blast at your ass 

I got cash in the stash and money in the bank y'all 

Hatin' on me makin' me rich, I wanna thank y'all 

 

I'll leave the biscuit on my hip and just shank y'all 

Only thing you niggaz ever shot was a paint ball 

Or a cap gun, you could get your hat spun 

You gotta known I clap my gun, man you ain't that dumb 

 

Back when I was young, no bull, I pulled triggas back 

I be in the hood 'cause I'm good where my niggaz at 

I'm the general, I'll let my military get you 

With the military pistols, that's military issued 

 

Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo 

Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo 

If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down 

I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down 

 

Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo 

Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo 

If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down 

I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down 

 

I got a lotta gats and I just fought a homicide 

And I ain't make one statement, you know I'm not a rat 

So what you gotta gat when it start poppin' off 

You'll probably shoot your fuckin' self tryin' to pop it off 

 

You ain't got the balls, you soft like cotton balls 

You just think you hard 'cause the pills and the alcohol 

But dawg you ain't hard as you say you is 

You need to tell your fans how soft and gay you is 

 

S H A, no matter what K it is 

I'm a still keep poppin' and bodies'll keep droppin' 

But I don't wanna have to injure nobody 

Grip the pipe or stick the knife into somebody 

 

And I don't walk around now pretendin' I'm Gotti 

But I'll still clap the Mac 10 at somebody, uh 

I took my life and put it all into rap 

For my dawgs with they paws on the gat 

 

Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo 

Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo 

If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down 

I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down 

 

Where my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo 

Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop that yo 

If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga down 

I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down 

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